Pain, my only friend Pain, the one who won't leave till the end Pain, the only loyal thing that'll stick around Pain, why did it have to be pain? Pain is the only thing that won't leave, the only thing that'll never flee in this disease of a planet, but part of me wishes it could leave for a sec, happiness that doesn't end and make me reflect, and the love I've always wanted that I know I can never get; in the end pain is the only thing that clings, it doesn't lie, it doesn't manipulate, it doesn't cheat, , it doesn't make me look like a freak that just wants to speak. It's a simple feeling or something physically, it's a thought that's always right, it's a thing that reminds me I'm alive. But sometimes I think, why did it have to be me?