It turned out more emo than k-pop, but I don't care ;-) ------------------------ I’m still here... but where is "here"? Counting the cracks in my own skin. I’m stitching wounds that I didn’t even make, Giving pieces of my soul just to watch them break. I’ve become a ghost in the corner of my own life, Walking on the edge of a dull, rusted knife. Is my voice too quiet, or am I just white noise? A broken toy among all your favorite toys. I’m a footnote in a story I thought was mine, Tracing the shape of a heart that won't align. The mirror is staring, but I don't see a face, Just a hollow man in a cold, empty space. I’m reaching out, but my hands hit the air, Falling again, and I’m the only one there. What is wrong with me? Tell me now! Am I a debt that I can’t pay out? Why am I the one always left in the rain, Collecting the ashes, absorbing the pain? What is wrong with him? Does he even see? The empty shell of what used to be me. Why me? Why again? Where does my sacrifice finally end? IT NEVER ENDS! (Why me?) WHY ME?! Let’s talk about the Friday you didn't show up, Left me at the table with an empty cup. "Something came up," yeah, it’s always the same, A new face, a new place, a new person to blame. Remember when I told you my darkest fear? You rolled your eyes and said, "I don’t want to hear." But when you were down, I was your solid ground, Now you’re climbing over me to get to the crown. You took my secrets and you made them a joke, While I was the one who inhaled all your smoke. Cancelled the plans that we made for a year, Just 'cause someone "better" whispered in your ear. One rule for you, and a thousand for me, You keep the lock while I hand you the key. Over and over, you play with my life, Cutting me down with a smile like a knife! The mirror is staring, but I don't see a face, Just a hollow man in a cold, empty space. I’M TIRED OF ASKING! I’M TIRED OF WAITING! What is wrong with me? Tell me now! Am I a debt that I can’t pay out? Why am I the one always left in the rain, Collecting the ashes, absorbing the pain? What is wrong with him? Does he even see? The empty shell of what used to be me. Why me? Why again? Where does my sacrifice finally end? I GAVE YOU THE AIR FROM MY LUNGS... (Finally end...) AND NOW I’M SUFFOCATING. IS THIS WHAT I DESERVE?! YOU ONLY CARE WHEN YOU NEED A STAGE! MY HEART IS A CRASH SITE! YOU’RE THE ONE WHO PUSHED ME! STOP! FEEDING! ON MY LIFE! WHY AM I NEVER ENOUGH?! LIAR! What is wrong with me? Am I a debt that I can’t pay out? Why am I the one always left in the rain, Collecting the ashes, absorbing the pain?
