There is nothing left in me. Whenever I turn to see my reflection, I no longer see the boy I used to be, No longer the human they used to see. No wonder they’re pulling away from me, For even I’m disgusted By this hollow shell, this new shape of me. No longer the joy, nor the love, Nor the light that once lived in me. Just this lifeless body, Weak and worn, Suffering through eternity, With no hope in sight to guide me, No hands to pull me from this endless night.