Alone

I need guidence. I am too young to care to much. Too young to cry all by myself. There's a lot more things I dont know. I'm stuck at asking myself what's going on.
I can feel my soul is shaking.
Emptiness makes my bones cold.
I'm alone. Literally alone.
Your evil shout is a murder to me.
why can't I live peacefully?
why should I worry too much?
when will I stop dreaming?
does that "One day" will come around?
what if that "One day'' is just a lie?
then I may should die.