• I'm alone inside my head.
    Sometimes I wouldn't care if I was dead.
    People stare and people crawl.
    Everyday its a move from all.
    I'd hate to be the one left behind,
    but now I really could care less.
    Since no one cares for me,
    no one would ever think about taking up for me.
    I've just given up and given in.
    People are going to be what they are going to be
    no matter what and when.
    My aches from all the worry but
    why worry when no one really has a care?
    I've seen worse than most but now its all just a scare.
    Trying to make things better but it always ends up worse.
    All I did was learn that its a vigorous course.
    (never to take again)
    I've just given up and given in.
    Why must I always sin?
    My poisonous mind trembles with fear.
    There's no reason for me to cheer.
    I've given up
    I've given in.
    There's nothing I want to do anymore other than be there with you in the end.