I feel that the end is near,
Nothing do I understand.
My mind is gone, the world I fear,
Life - no one can command.

I feel so hurt, crying feels wrong,
I'm crying even when my tears don't show.
My perspective on death is so damn strong,
When will my consciousness glow?

Life is a mystery, I am beginning to see,
It gets more confusing, the earth is conquered.
My never-ending illness is hiding the real me,
It's hard to breathe, I'm always so bothered.

When you feel alone,
There seems to be no point to living...
Your key's out of tone,
Nothing to take, nothing to be giving.

I feel so empty,
and nothing is relevant.
I try seeking for what's tempting,
and life... what is meant of it?

When will my sorrow be taken away,
I'm too young to be so confused.
I shall long for a better and brighter day,
I can't combine my past and present without feeling abused.

I feel so far away from yesterday,
It doesn't make sense to associate each era of my years.
Only God knows "the world's a subway,"
And only God knows about my fears...

 
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