If you exist, spare me.
Spare me of this life of mine.
They can't hear me from where I'm screaming.
No one is listening to me.
As simple as loneliness is, 
I've never let it get to me like this before.
A constant unsettling feeling.
When will I be alright?
I've said the same thing a hundred times before.
I'm leaving home, and never coming back.