Do you get that feeling when you are actually living, but dead inside
Do you get that feeling that there's something hollow beneath your chest
I don't know when my tear ducks will run dry
I don't know when this will stop hurting
I don't know what to do to make my life right
I am trying to fill the space that you left behind
I am trying to be whole by myself
I am trying to be happy!
I don't know if what I am fighting for is worth it
I don't know if what they are saying will make sense in the future
Do you really love me?
I am fighting
But why do I feel that I am fighting this alone
Like I'm fighting a loosing battle
I am trying to change whatever stigma they left on me
I am not them
I am myself!
But everywhere I go
Whatever I do
Their shadows follow me
