Texty: Strung Out. Alone.

i'm alone, but you point your finger and laugh at me and thank god that you are nowhere close to me because we're different and you try so hard to hate me, to go home i'm alone and i cannot stay, what do you know about being alone has life ever had a suicidal tone, no one wants to know me for they slip me out im outside looking in think im under pressure while im here today but we only know the right words to say that has come and gone if they had only known they couldnt go through life alone. help me two words i dont know how to say im in pain but that's a message you can never convey, hear me and ive tried to make you understand without love, life'll kill the strongest man.