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Empty Inside
I am never in the group
I am always alone
Was it meant for me
To live my life out
Alone?
Empty on the inside
Burning with despair
And yet when I reach
There's nothing but air
and nothing else.
Nothing is beyond the limits
Of this worthless body
And when I want to be 'in'
There is no doubt that I don't belong
And so I live on.
Nothing on the inside
I'm empty without
And the only life I live
Is one full of doubt.
Living empty, living alone
Till my death approaches
And bleaches my bone.
