hope is lost
heart cut in two
splittered by the bomb
that was laid on you
leave now
but i'll stay
i'll pick up the pieces
and walk away
die before im ready
or maybe just in vain
but either way
it'll never be the same
to look at my face again
scared in insecurity
with tears i cannot weap
a heart that can't talk its worth
from my mind has pressured deep
hands that shake
and skin thats red
all the voices in my head
but none can single out
a single word ive said
useless to the world
im better off dead