| I don’t know what to write, I don’t know how to write, The writer once inside me is dying every day. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to do, My life is eating my patience every day. I don’t know who to love, I don’t know how to love, The love once inside me has died. I am all broken. I am all shattered. I am lying here as a corpse, Waiting to be buried. |