Thinking about going to the balcony and jumping off.

The difference is,Now I cant call you anymore…I cant hear your calming voice,I cant hear your wordsThat made me always feel better,Now I am just all aloneIn this dark and cold room

I feel so lonely every night and every day and I still push everyone away…

The saddest part is, no one has missed me, no one would even know if I had died couple of days ago. So my dead body would just lay here, abandoned, without anyone noticing or thinking about where I am. Maybe I am not just important…just mistake, outcast, person who is easy to forget and leave behind

Cried myself to sleep-woke up crying…

Long time ago I had this thing called hope, but like I said it was long ago

I'm sorry...I just don't know what's wrong with me..

I can’t get her out of my head