• Pencil and paper meet sorrow,
    sorrow meet pencil and paper,
    I hope you guys get along,
    cuz it seems there's a lot to be shared.

    I have lost the battle
    Sincerely everyone has,
    but me,
    I have been stripped of love,
    and left with a loss,
    only left,
    with cold loneliness.

    She,
    My best friend,
    the one I thought I could,
    always have,
    has left.

    She has left everyone,
    and me,
    she has left someone,
    who would give their life to have,
    her back.

    My best friend,
    my heroin,
    has left me,
    cold and alone.
    Lost.
    Now I am,
    Lost.