There's no joy of living inside of me anymore,
Such a afflicted, so sad.
This world, doesn't give me a taste anymore.
Resentful to breathe i'm taking and the life i have.
Now, in my eyes everything is vain and empty,
Thousand anger,thousand hate in every word i have.
Skein of years clear on my face,
Resentful to face i'm looking at the mirror.
Loneliness is a wound on me, can't be wrapped.
No one can understand my sorrow or state i'm in.
Where is my loved ones, Why not call?
Resentful to even my closest friend of mine.