I'm sick of feeling,
This distance everytime we're near,
Sick of avoiding,
The scene that always ends in tears,
Sick of seeing,
That deep hardness in your eyes,
It scares me how I'm everything that you find to despise,

I feel I'm nothing,
Nothing when I'm around you,
Each sharp word cuts through,
The threads that keep me,
Hanging on,
All this time that I've been waiting,
Deep inside you've just been hating,
You loathe everything I do,
I'm just nothing,
Nothing to you,

I'm sick of feeling,
This guilt that's blacking out the light,
Sick of doing,
Everything wrong and nothing right,
Sick of thinking,
That I must be all to blame,
I'm running further away from the meaning of your very
name,

I feel I'm nothing,
Nothing when I'm around you,
Each sharp word cuts through,
The threads that keep me,
Hanging on,
All this time that I've been waiting,
Deep inside you've just been hating,
You loathe everything I do,
I'm just nothing,
Nothing to you,

I guess you don't understand,
How much it means to me,
You were the person that I turned to,
We're sitting in the same frame,
But you're blind to similarity,
All I can conclude is I'm nothing,
Nothing at all to you.