Boy sits in his room on top of his bed in his head heartbroken waiting though out the day I can not feel the pain drinking his worries away I can not feel anything i have no emotions im happy on the outside but on the inside I am all but rage but by the end of the day I am inranged I feel no pain I cant seem the shake this feeling inside my heart feels ice cold everyone I know is gone popping pills is the only way to thrive I am alive making money by the day cops always around me hanging by the bay cant run cant breath just need to feel relieved stressed all the time can't seem to rhyme im gonna die sit by the tree watch the sunset go down this will be the last time I see the sun sitting by the pool acting like a fool chilling with friends but there all dead it was all just a memory in my head but then again i just cant seem to feel anything all my emotions are gone due to past trama I am a bomber I need to cope with the lose I regret alot of stuff all the stuff I have done over the years I cant take back no one will believe me no one will trust me this is what my punishment is and I have to relife my nightmares over and over again voice in my head cant get them out of my bed I am filled with some much dread I am so dead.