The emptiness seems to be eating me up.
Thought it was easy but now I know it's not.
Forced to leave, but then was called childish.
Patient enough but it was never enough.

Now I'm laying,
In the cold hands of pains.
Because you had something to gain.
Did you have to that cruel?
To let it all go?
Without trying to fight for it?

Oh!
I was...