Muck

I used to love being alone
But now I hate every fucking second of it
For all my fears have come alive to keep my company
Because I slowly forgot that the heart is home
And I find myself asking who all these people are? why are they here? and what does this all mean?
They talk to me, but I no longer understand a single word they say
It makes me sick to my stomach because this is where it went wrong
I don't know these people when they have been here all along
I will be left to rot, buried alive, forever bled
Without my heart as my home
Alone

Am I the only one?
Who's every felt this way?
No one that I know
Knows what the hell to say

I don't know who I am
My reflection has no name
Am I the only one?
Who's ever felt this way?

I don't know who I am
My reflection has no name
No one that I know
Knows what the hell to say

I don't know who I am
My reflection has no name
Am I the only one?
Who's ever felt this way?

No.