Lonely again, I ain’t got no friends — My emptiness begins when my work ends. Tomorrows Christmas. I’m gonna spend it with who? Myself. Or is it any use? The rain falls down outside — as tears falls from my eyes. Another day gone by — and I didn’t ever try. Try to make contact, but I don’t know how. It seems so natural in my mind. I am scared that they won’t accept me. I hide inside myself and I just let it be. The way I act, I’m so insecure. I hate myself and I’m not sure why to hang on and with who. If I only could find a reason to pull trough. Reach out — and grab ahold. Reach out — and I won’t let go. Reach out — from my emptiness. Reach out — no more loneliness.
