Tomorrow won't be okay.
Nothing will change even if I fade away.
My friends will socialise with only themselves. And I, will sit on the outside, living in my own world, playing with myself, living my own fantasies.
Even if I die tonight things will still be the same tomorrow.
When I close my eyes, things remain the same.
When my tears fall, hunger tears away at my stomach.
Nothing's changed.
When I fall, no one picks me up.
When I am down, there's no one to turn to.
It's always the same.
Over and over.