Missing Pieces

It's true My heart is broken into pieces There's nothing left It just feels cold What else can I hope for Will I die in agony? At least I'd feel something Being empty is sad I'm done looking I'm done waiting I forgot my reasons I don't remember when it was I feel like something's missing A part of me isn't there There will be someone here Maybe it's just my imagination I'm done looking I'm done waiting I forgot my reasons I don't remember when it was I feel like something's missing A part of me isn't there There will be someone here Maybe it's just my imagination It's hard for someone to understand you We're puppets We're only useful for others We're an instrument for someone else We're disposable when no one's looking for you A stain on this society Even the best is useless If you're against the system I'm done looking I'm done waiting I forgot my reasons I don't remember when it was I feel like something's missing A part of me isn't there There will be someone here Maybe it's just my imagination Being empty is knowing everything Knowledge is a curse No one will judge you if you give up No one else will do anything No one cares Being empty is knowing everything Knowledge is a curse No one will judge you if you give up No one else will do anything No one cares