I’m still alive.
There’s so much going through my mind.
I’m still alive.
There’s no place to cry.
The tears fall when I walk.
You’re no longer there to talk.

Maybe I’ll die today.
Maybe I’ll go away.
Maybe I’ll hurt myself.
Maybe I’ll get stoned.

Maybe I’ll drink.
Maybe I’ll hide.
Maybe I’ll run.
Maybe I’ll lie.

Do you still think of me?
Am I still alive?
If I ran into you again, would you say hi?

If I thought about you would I die?
Why do I think about you and then cry?
Why can’t I live without you by my side?
Why can’t I eat?

Why can’t I sleep?
Why can’t I rest?
Why can’t I enjoy myself?

You vanished as quickly as you came.
I don’t think I’ll ever love again.
I’ll live without you for now.
The only thing I wonder is how?