I'm spread so thin, I let you down, and I'm so tired of dangling hope around. br Whether meant, I broke at what I read. Won't forget a single scratch that it said. br I don't know if I am happy anymore. I don't know who to make happy anymore. I don't know if I am happy anymore. I don't know how to be happy anymore. br Each step's towards death. I can make it. br Connecting dots to my escape. Been running miles every day. The one where I don't see your face has yet to come, but I still pray that I'll be fine if I just become the riverbed. One foot, two eyes closed, then maybe I'll forget. br I don't know anymore. br Fine-tune my insides, 'cause you are not the same as me. I'm a waste of life. I'll never feel a thing inside again. br br available at bit.