I can't think, can't see, can't understand, the way I feel inside,
I don't know where my happiness went, what happened to all my pride?
I dream about the things I want, The things i'll never own,
Places that i'll never see, maybe thats why I feel so alone,
Tommorow can't come fast enough, I think i'm just wasting away,
I can't live for what tommorow brings, until I deal with things that happened today,
I lost my heart, my passion, and my drive,
I'm just a shell, i'm half alive,
I'm empty, and not really here,
But will anybody notice? i guess thats my greatest fear