Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk completely and utterly alone. No one matters, Everything has lost its color... and how does the sun lose its color? I am in my own little world trying to seperate myself from this place and these people, because I want to cry but i dont want people to see. This is my boulevard of broken dreams... its not just one dream, one broken dream i can handle, but its a whole street of them.... and that i cant.