In my room sitting with unhappiness
All the pots and pans
rattling
It seems like it's all my fault
And even if it's not
It will soon be turned to make it my fault
I feel like theres no one to talk to.
No one to walk to
When all my dreams & goals shatter down
Maybe if i had never been born,
noting would be wrong right now
but somehow i was born
i was brought into this life
only to live with broken dreams
and shattered hearts
maybe i should just walk away
or maybe i should stay
whatever i do theres no wrong or right choice..
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