From the dark,from the misery

came out the wind.

He blew away all my dreams.

He desteroyed all my hopes.

Now there is just little memory.

Of those days when my life

was good.

When there was light in the end

of an tunel.

But now there's nothing.

Simply nothing.

You're saying:"There's your family."

Yes,there's my family.

There far away.And Im here.

Where night is your best part of a day.

Those seven hours of sleep.

You can adleast  live your happy life

in dreams.

But they are sometimes empty.

And dark.

Only thing you wanna do is die.

Die.

Drown in your nothingness.

Maybe if you suddenly dont come

back,everything will dissapear.

Noone would even notice that

you're gone.

Anyways,who are you really?

Nobody.

You're nothing.

And if you're looking for decent life,

all you'll find here is nothing.