lonesome and alone

i sit here with nothing

sorrounded by everything

i've said my friends

would and could solve all my problems

but they can't anymore

cause they just don't know

i wish i could tell

what the hell

is wrong with me

my mind is screwed

i am through

this emotional torture rack

it stretches me out

it pulls and pulls

i need to shout

but i have to follow the rules

i can't tell for things would fall

i'm on my knees but no one can see

i need to get this out

i can not let this lose

cause things would not be good