My dreams become shattered,
the life I lived feels like nothing.
As hard as I try, no one seems flattered.
Everyday all I can do is pour my heart out,
and pray to the only one who can help.
While everyone around sits back and pouts.
Why does it have to be this way?
There is nothing left of me,
Even the hair on my head has gone away.
I wish the heart ache would just go away,
But the only thing I can do
is wait for the time to fade.
When will I be myself,
When wil I get better?
I guess all I can do is sit back and wait.