lonely hours

Guess I never knew how to be happy on my own

I need to consume the energy of other people

The closest the better

It hurts me to think, and to be myself

I prefer to take your pain and make it my own

It's like I finally have a reason to live

And the reason is to make you feel better 

And when I realize you are better even without me

I could let you go

And be again on my own

Trying to survive the hell inside my head

And I'll probably will

Better be sad than be numb

Better cry myrself to sleep

Better fight to stay alive

Than take the pills and be gone forever...