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i know that some people hurt others

but not as much as someone hurt me

everyone think they know how it feels to be strangled by this lad

but its very unlikly to understand what i see

the pain iv been though, all the hatred and discust

all of my feelings must of been lust

i died quietly, i didnt make a sound

lyin in an empty bed, nobody around

but still im here, not wanting to speak

I can't even move, I am too weak

no one has the slightest clue how i feel

nobody knows what happened, unfortunatly its all real

but still i lie in my bed, not wanting to move

it hurts to think what happened then

but still that doesnt stop me dreamimg that lonly night

the night that i had lost everything,my entire life

S I L E N C E is all i ever hear

all alone nobody to care for me, im lying in my bed

everyone thinks im crazy

that its all in my head.