I’m all distorted with reality
I know what is going on
I just can’t seem to dare

Now I'm digging a hole
Far to large for just me to fit
Falling down fast, out of control
With anything and anyone that lie in my path

Cast aside and forgotten, like everything else
Taken for granted and rejected
Swallowed up by the abyss
That is known as my life

Can't face the reasons why
Living each and every day trying not to cry
Knowing all along I might just be
Trying to kill myself slowly but surely
Is that truely what I’m striving for?

Either physically or mentally
Which one though, I’m not exactly sure
But it doesnt seem to make any difference
One way or another it'll happen in the end 

I will accomplish what it is I want
Don’t want it to have to be work
Yet playing is no fun alone

That of course as you probably knew
Is really what I am
All alone in this hellhole fighting for life
One I really don’t think I want anymore

I wish it all had turned out different
Play any game possible without fear or regret
Right or wrong, good or bad

Be able to forget all the knowledge
That has had to come to pass
So I could starting anew
With nothing in the world to do

For now I have
No one to have and no one to hold
No one to love which then in turns
Makes my world so very cold

I just ended up
Right where I started
Wishing, wanting, hoping, praying
While getting nothing back in return