When this began I had nothing to say

And I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me
I was confused And I let it all out to find
Not the only person with these things in mind
Inside of me But all the vacancy the words revealed
Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel

Nothing to lose

hollow and alone

And the fault is my own
And the fault is my own

 just go on my style.

That is just me.