Why do we do this to ourselves Why must we push ourselves further and further away As if we're helpless, hopeless, getting closer to death Lying to ourselves just to hide reality Worried, over something that was never really there Numb, every morning you wake up Numb, to anything good in life No one understands what we're going through We dont even understand ourselves We're never really, truely happy, are we It's been so long since you've felt happy You're not sure if you ever will again Hurting inside, emptiness, misery Tomorrow will be better... but tomorrow never comes It's not a choice Do you look in the mirror, only to find That the person you once knew, is missing?