Anything - 9/11/05

Anything can be better then this, It's what I say each day I awake. I feel so empty and unaccomplished, Put this to an end for God's sake. My face cries from lack of emotion, And there's no need to place blame. I do seem to have a strange notion, That I have already lost this game. I'm scared of quitting while ahead, In fear of falling into the unknown. Things won't be well when I'm dead. If I'm only going to die all alone. No matter how long I drag this on, It's never going to be what I need, To explain for you once I am gone, What I could have done to succeed. All these tears were shed in vein, Crying for you to help me survive. You couldn't even remember my name, Promising me I am not really alive. With the world ahead in my sight, Everything still appears hopeless. I will fall asleep knowing tonight, Anything can be better then this...