How am I supposed to cope
With all this shattered hope
Sometimes it seems
Far to many friends
Are meeting their ends
And failing them, their dreams
All these tortured screams
That no one else hears
Echo in my ears
How am I supposed to cope
With all this forsaken hope
Completely forgotten
As it slowly turns rotten
I still don’t know
Why people come and go
Without goodbye
Or any reason why
If only I knew
Maybe there was something I could do
Cause each ghost
That haunts me most
Don’t scream cry or shriek
They’re the ones that don’t even speak
The ones you never see
Because they never get to be
How am I supposed to cope
With all this disheartened hope
For all those not yet gone
But barely holding on









