Left Alone

I looked into the mirror one day
and found my best friend had gone;
disappearing from my life,
leaving me here alone.

With no one to end my loneliness,
no need to look my best,
my heart on the floor,
I am nothing but depressed.
My hands in the air,
my life is through.

What do you do,
when no one loves you?

Crying is useless with no one to hear.
Crying is useless with no one to dry your tears.
Wishing there was someone I could tell,
how these past few years have been living hell.