Another day passes
It's meaningless
The beating of my heart
The ugly interior behind this ugly exterior
It still survives; that is meaningless.

The most meaningless thing of all
Is a life that wishes to help so many
But ends up hurting everyone they try to help
The most meaningless thing of all
Is a ugly smile on a hideous face.

The most meaningless thing of all
Is when I span my hands over my stomach
And realize my fingers stretched out
Barely reach the other side

The most meaningless thing of all
Is my existence
My life was meant to burn with desire
And indeed, it used to
But now that flame is just a flicker...

Lastly, what is meaningless
Are the words people say
Words of comfort
That are all lies.

How can anyone know another's pain?
It's not possible for you to know my heart
The amount of times I wish I was gone
And the amount of times I barely hold on
You can't know that!

The words others say
Are the ones that have meaning
Harsh but always true
Those people that never say, 'I love you.'

I wanted so many things
But those things abandoned me
Loved so many people, all have left me
My hands are still stretched out emptily...

If I die tonight, it is meaningless
If I live another sixty years, meaningless too
The only true things that have meaning
Are the hateful words that people tell me.