Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll look out, (have woke up)
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
Isn't something missing?

You won't cry for my absence, I know -
You forgot me long ago.
I that unimportant...?
I so insignificant...?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?

 [bad word] 
Even though I'd be sacrificed,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

 [bad word] endlessly has pulled itself upon me,
Distracting, reacting,
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection,
It’s haunting,
How I can’t seem,
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in,
(Without a sense of confidence,
I’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take)
I’ve felt this way before,
So insecure...

Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
Shudder deep and cry out:
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?

 [bad word] 
Even though I'd be sacrificed,

Crawling in my skin,
These wounds they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real

Crawling in my skin,
These wounds they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing
Confusing what is real
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in,
I’ve felt this way before,
So insecure...
My walls are closing in...