As you’re standing there on edge -
the edge of this world -
You can’t see more than a ledge
And feel nothing new.
You’ve been caught up in your head
so long, you became your own perception;
Caught up in your world,
You miss the world itself.

Oh dear long lost friend,
what have we become?
The things you’re doing to yourself
Are only making me numb.
I’ve been trying, and still am,
to help you see this through,
Until you’ll live to understand that
you don’t need to suffer anymore.

I don't know when I'll be good enough
For you or for myself.
I wish I wasn't scared of light
To tell you we can die.
We can't fly today - you know that too
Wishing not for something new.
I still don't get how you can live
Knowing you can't die.

I am an emotion,
I live until I die.
My ways mean life
Or death sometimes.
I am a new hope
When I am not an apocalypse.
Today -
I am love in it's purest form
Tomorrow -
The agony in the depths of hell.
I mean nothing
As without me nothing would mean a thing.
I am
And I always am until I die.

A: "I'm still happy as I've always been
Still reaching further than my dream
You’re nowhere to be found, yet still unfair
But I am happy; and my life will rest."

B: "I’m still crying myself to sleep
Still too afraid to take the leap
You see me, yet you still don’t care
But I am crying; and my life is dead."

Do you think there is a difference
between A and B?