My phone looks like it’s dead
and it’s left on the kitchen floor.
Nobody’s giving me attention,
I’ve never been so alone before like I’m right now.
Nobody’s reaching out to me,
So nobody is feeling my pain.
I’m wasting my time with worrying about my lonely life,
well, all of this doesn’t make sense anymore,
I’d rather die.
I’m stuck in loneliness,
I feel and look like a mess.
Why do I have to go to events to make myself entertainted?
Why do I have to go to concerts to temporarily forget about my pain?
I just want to sleep.
It’s horrible to be alone for more than a hundred weeks.