I'm lonely...
I'm scared of everything that was told me.
I'm scared of the wind
and all that lies within.
I'm cold to the touch
and I've had far to much.
I'm tired of these days,
constantly fighting for my life.
It's never fine here anymore.
It's not so easy as it used to be
and I never sleep anymore.
I have no future to see.
My nails are broken -
they have been growing for so long now.
My legs are burning -
I have been walking all my life.
My hair is missing -
yet, flowing once upon a time.
My eyes are itching -
they're sore and grisly to the observer.
My name is lacking -
It's my fathers, yet we're nothing alike.
My time is coming -
I am dead, yet somehow alive.
I'm lonely...
I'm scared of everything that was told me.
I'm scared of the wind
and all that lies within.