Why do I constantly feel this way?
Why does it never end?
Why do I always have to pay?
Why does my life feel like pretend?
When will I finally be happy?
When will the pain take flight?
When will the world finally see?
When will I not want to die?
What is the point of life anyhow?
What can the purpose be?
What is the point of fighting now?
What can be done to save me?
Where is the solace in this pain?
Where is my rescuer hiding?
Where can I escape the rain?
Where can I hide from the lightning?
Who has listened close enough to see?
Who has even heard my song?
Who will try to find me?
Who will miss me when I’m gone?
