I hurt myself todayto see if I still feel.I focus on the pain,the only thing that's real.The needle tears a hole,the old familiar sting.Try to kill itall away,but I remember everything.What have I become?My sweetest friend.Everyone I know goes away in the end.And you could have it all,my empire of dirt.I will let you down.I will make you hurt.I wear this crown of thornsupon my liar's chairfull of broken thoughtsI cannot repair.Beneath the stains of time,the feelings disappear.You are someone else.I am still right here.What have I become?My sweetest friend.Everyone I know goes awayin the end.you could have it all.My empire of dirt.I will let you down.I I willmake you hurt.If I could start againa million miles away,I would keep myself.I would find a way.