Hidden feeling

Me in open space

All alone and afraid

Saying it's okay

To all their mistakes

Listening to their bullshit

While they mock me and I cry

To those untrue lies

Then I say

It's all a mistake

And try to cope with the pain

As I take a pill

To end my suffering

Of my existence

To this game

Of uncoolness and fame

I gave it all I got

But my best Isn't

What they want

So why do I have to live 

When I've got nothing to give?

But is it a mistake?

Have I taken it the wrong way?

Can't I stay just one more day?

Or should I end my suffering?

Or should I find happiness?

Have I searched as hard as I thought?

Did I find that perfect heart?

Or am I still dreaming?

Of a new beginning?

So why do I have to live

When I've got nothing to give?