I have no friends
that I go to see;
I have no friends
that come to see me.

Pen and paper,
nothing to say;
Hello World,
this is my day.

I become ill-
watch my family gather
but just want company...
and watch them scatter.

Lots to talk about
nothing to say;
Hello World,
this is my day.

What I am grasping for
is out of my touch;
why should existing
have to hurt this much.

My ex is quite happy
for he's destroyed me;
brought me here and left me
in "Dreaded Tn".

No one understands... 
Myself?  No, not even I
for "Tn" is the retirement place
where people come to die.

This is not my home of choice
not my idea to be here;
to leave would be a dream come true
on this my mind is clear.

I see the sun is setting
another day gone by;
Bye for now, my World,
for I must go and cry.