You never know the meaning of people until they leave.
Its funny when you lie to yourself so much, your lies you start to believe.
So twisted in turmoil it makes you bleed.
So this must be how its like to grieve.
What does this mean?
Are things not what they seem?
Why do we dream?
I can feel myself slipping away,
Tripping and tumbling into a shadow of gray.
Lost in a veil of unending sorrow,
A day in Hell is always tomorrow.
I face my struggles on my own,
I battle the troubles of someone grown.
What does it feel like to not be alone?
The pain paralyzes my every bone.
We always fall short of our goals,
We're not in Hell yet, just walking on coals.
We dream that there is a better place than here,
We attack each other because of our constant fear.
There is no point to what we do,
I simply trust no one, not even you.
Depressed and stressed,
Repressed and relieved,
When they leave there is much to grieve.
From the very day of birth,
We ask, what is life worth?
Its worth even a single friend,
Even if they leave in the end.
I'm not okay,
Just somewhere in the gray.


 
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