Analysis of Loneliness

Life is like a knife on skin not knowing when your time will end
Full of doubt and despair, death and sadness of the only thing I compare
I dream of having this feeling go away but time doesn’t always fix everything
I miss the days where I could smile and play with butterflies
Now I just sulk and sit in my room watching the days pass by

Life is like a knife on skin not knowing when your time will end
No one listens and no one cares
I just can’t go anywhere
Without feeling down or blue
I wish someone would look at the clues
And help me when I’m feeling low because this feeling makes me feel like I’m about to blow
From all the sadness built up

Life is like a knife on skin not knowing when your time will end
I know one day the pain will stop
I know one day the help with be brought
Until then I’ll sit in my room
Reminiscing on the times I wasn’t so blue