There’s nothing here,
Nothing left for me,
No one cares,
No one notices little old me,
I could scream,
I could shout, 
I could burn down the world, 
And no one would see, 
When people look at me, 
They see a goth, 
They see the scars, 
The see the all the surface,
They don’t look deep enough,
They don’t see deep enough,
It’s all hellos, 
And no goodbyes,
It’s all favours, 
And no thanks,
I am no one to them,
And I become no one to myself, 
I have forgotten the feeling of hope, 
The feeling of happiness,
I feel empty, 
I feel lost,
I feel like nothing.