You never initiate conversation...
I can not bribe you with temptation...
I hold no attraction for you anymore...
perhaps that is why my heart is so bleeding sore...

I feel like i'm drowning, reeping what i sow
Suffocating.... in something called sorrow..
My breath catches hard in my chest....
And I never feel first or even second best....
Am I so unworthy that no one can find the time...
To hear my thoughts, much less pay them any mind...

I feel like I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
And I'm at the bottom of the ladder.... and can't even reach the second rung..
Why am I crying?
Why am I crying?

No one listens...No one cares,
I could be almost anywhere...
And it wouldn't matter....
Hasn't before, and nor will it after....

I hurt inside... it's misery
Sorrow... pain rips through me...
And when I struggle to take a breath....
Sometimes i wonder if i could greet the suffocation.... a silent death

Suffocation by misery.... Broken hearted....
In sorrow we rest our undearly departed...
And I think again... Why am i crying??
I'm barely breathing.... so why am i crying?