I've been lying here trying to sleep, but I can't.
The tears just keep coming.

My heart hurts. I feel so lost, so alone, so forsaken. Tricked into losing everything I thought I might have had.

My heart hurts. My eyes hurt. I want desperately to make a call, but I know I can't.

Just gotta be patient, just gotta make the best of it.
Surely once, just fucking once, I deserve to have something beautiful and keep it?

What have I done... and who am I?

I desperately need someone to talk to. Just to talk to. Just to be in the presence of.
But I can't. It's just me and I have to just make the best of it.

Talk about depressing.