I’m all alone in this big world.
I don't’ fit in like the rest of you.
I don’t get seen or even heard.
I’m a lost ghost without a goal in this ‘life’.

Wondering all around with no destination.
I notice everything and everyone.
Am I even real?
But why am I in this world?

I wish I could feel the emotions everybody have.
I keep wishing someone would show those emotions to me too.
I don’t have a purpose to keep being here.
Just somebody, anybody who cares.

I’m slowly forgetting, slowly disappearing.
I don’t even care anymore.
I won’t need myself in this situation.
It’s coming by faster and faster before dying out.

I finally came to consciousness and everything is gone.
Time is no longer a thing in this world.
Emotions had left and emptiness had taken it’s place.
Life is gone, earth is gone, everything is gone.

Now I’m not alone in this emptied world.
Because I’m the only one left.
Not even light nor dark could be seen.
I destroyed everything.

I found out my reason to be here.
How could I even forget?
It’s my fault for destruction.
I was the God of Time.

When I’m alone I like to think.
Think about life and what I want.
Like daydreaming but with a more deep meaning.
A storm of thoughts every time.

That’s only when I’m alone, completely alone and away from everything.
Just taking some time off from the world.
So I’m only in my own imaginary world.
With music as my only company other than myself.

I’ve gotten more time.
The time I’ve always needed.
The break I’ve always wanted.
Myself I’ve always happened to have.

I like the world when it’s dark.
Stars shining everywhere I go.
Street lights to show me the way.
So I don’t get lost dreaming.

It’s been a while now since I’ve felt good being alone.
The music slowly disappeared, with reality taking it’s place.
Dreams got shorter, time got slower.
I’m still happy, I’m always happy.

Somehow I lost the time, the time lost me.
I couldn’t find a place for it to stay.
Still I have it, and it’s too much.
I couldn’t control it.

Tick Tock time got faster.
The world got slower.
Took over and destroyed you.
Followed you and told you what you should do.

For what you expected me to be.
Was what you never saw.

I was the happiest person alive.
Until someone destroyed my imagination.

Destruction slayed all emotions.
Cold and stormy in my head.
A sudden shock to my heart.
And my eyes turned red.

Looking at the birds
Little girl thinks,
"How sweet it would have been
If I had wings."

Looking at the girl
Caged birds sing,
**"No birds would be flying in the sky
If humans got wings."

I love the sky above my head.
I love the water in the lake bed.
I love the stars in the beautiful night.
I love the twilight before the sunlight.
I love the flowers of the garden.
I love the endless margin.
I love the chilliness of the breeze.
I love the freedom of the seas.
I love the taste of sweets.
I love the the silence of the streets.
I love the ones in front of me.
I love the carefree reality.

Life holds many sins and weakness.
Everyone has their own secrets.
But very few can keep them.
So many locked them deep inside their heart.
While the pain tears it apart.
People smile to hide their sorrow.
People laugh to seem happy.
Life is just a lie.
Life is just a dream.

Many chose death over life.
Because no one realize how much they despise this so called life.
Some people think that if you die you wake up to a new life.
But what if you die in your new life?
Will the circle of life continue or will it stop forever.
You'll never know even after death.

Death is just like a flower.
When you are in a flower garden you always pick the most beautiful one.
But what if you see another one and just throw the ‘old’ away.
While it lay there it eventually wither and be forgotten.

Everyone is equal and most value the only life they have.
Some just throw it away so they can escape.
But will they ever see the good parts of life?
They’ll never know if they don’t believe.
The ones that is gone will never appear anymore.
The pieces remains inside people’s minds.
The memories they had together.
Even though not everyone loves the world they're born in.
But sometimes you just can’t hate the people around you.
Because they gave you so many good experiences in life.
I’m thankful for being alive.

Night
Stars, silent
Clearing, moon, shining
Darkening around you, appearing in the horizon
Light, starless, disappearing
Awake, beautiful
Day