I scream but there's no sound,
I cry but there's no tears,
Is this life,
Or am i isolated with emotion.
...
I lay here staring at the ceiling,
Your words still flooding my mind,
'Im sorry, I just want to stay friends',
I think to myself where do i go from here?
...
Do you ever wonder
About the way people judge?
'Wow your hair is awfuul'
'Dont you get out much? '
...
Depression
I scream but there's no sound,
I cry but there's no tears,
Is this life,
Or am i isolated with emotion.
No one is listening,
I dont think anyone cares,
Is this life,
Or hell with normal people.
I try to act normal,
But no one know's the thoughts inside my head,
My so called life,
Filled with thoughts of being better off dead.