Right now it's really hard to know what to feel.
At one point I believed I was just paranoid.
But now it's happening again and it makes me ill.
I'm just so empty now, can't seem to fill the void.

I'm getting so sick and tired of all the lying.
I'm honestly starting to wonder why I keep trying.

No more can I take this.
I can no longer handle the lies.
No more will I take this.
I will no longer handle the lies.

I knew this is how it would all come to be.
I knew I would be used and thrown aside.
Like anyone could ever care about me.
It was all just a conspiracy from the inside.

So I run away from it all and hide for years.
I tried to overcome all the blood and tears.
But it was all in vain for I was soon slain.
Beat down and murdered out in the pouring rain.

More years pass and I become a faded memory.
Did you ever even try to see what became of me?
Did you ever ask yourself where I might be?
No you were just to damn blind to see.

From beyond I wish you could now see that I'm dead.
If only that thought somehow made it into your head.
You'd realize I'm not going to be there anymore.
Dead and forgotten you'll see me nevermore.