A snake can shed it's skin, but never change.

I can't, I can't stop crying. Everyday I’m so afraid of dying. Death already came and got me, beause I’m not living... I'm not living anyway...
And who am i supposed to be? Everybody seems to see except for me. Who cares anyway....
Beause when it's over, it's all over, and what you gain you throw away.
When will love ever find me? All my life all I’ve craved is to be seen. Who cares anyway...
Because when it's over, all that matters is the love you gave away.