Even on my worst days,
I'll be sitting all alone drown in the sea of my own thought,
Talking to the shadow of my past
And nursing the pain of my present
I'll be smiling at the pain i never over came and the hurt i never forgave myself,
The strength to pour out those tears will no more be there,
Cos my oceans of fears and scars are filled.
I'll be so exhausted to love,
So exhausted to cling to people,
So exhausted to get addicted to any soul,
I'll be a loner in a beautiful skin.