When you're gone you miss home
You have friends, but you're still all alone
my only escape is dreaming
I dream that people stay, but in reality they're all leaving
What are these new emotions that I'm feeling?
If it's just a cut, when will I start healing?
I have no friends
to pretend they intend
Cutting my arms is the new trend
From my dreams I transcend
On people I'll never depend
They can't understand what's happening
Faking a smile is challenging
Everything is damaging
Welcome, this is my life
People killing me with words not knifes
Filled with fears
Everyone disappears
There goes another tear
