he lives by the sea
he lives by himself
he lives alone
but he was not lonely

no one talks to him
and he talks to no one
people think he is insane
but he just enjoys solitude

he has no use for words
he does not converse
he has no use for people
himself is all he needs

he sees no one
but he sees himself
he hears no one
but he hears himself
he speaks to no one
but he speaks to himself

indeed he needs no one
there is only one thing he desires
and that is solitude

i once went out walking
among the streets of the dead
but they are not quite dead
but they are not alive either

their feet move
their hands grab
their mouths talk
but the soul is dead

once they were alive
filled with life and joy
when they first started out
they were a lively bunch

but with time they started to die
they allowed life to **** them
they didn't put up a fight
they just gave up

it is the saddest sight
dead people walking around
the saddest part yet is
they don't even know they're dead

i have known happy times
i have known sad times
i have known peaceful times
i have known turbulent times

i have been surrounded by friends
i have been surrounded by strangers
i have been surrounded by family
i have been surrounded by aliens

my friends can't make me happy
my enemies can't make me sad
my family can't make me happy
my foes can't make me sad

no one can make me happy
no one can make me sad
only i can make me happy
only i can make me sad

i find happiness being alone
i find happiness in seclusion
i find happiness within me
i find happiness in solitude

i am a wanderer, i wander
i've wandered through the earth
back and forth, i've wandered through
am i looking for something? i don't know

am i looking for something? i don't know
maybe i am, i don't know just yet
for now, i am happy just wandering
so for now i will just keep wandering

life is a journey, not a destination
my journey's been interesting
i've seen some beautiful things
but i've also seen some ugly things

for now i am happy to wander
this much i know
if i am looking for something
i will know when i find it

if you promise not love me
i promise not to feel
i promise not to care
i promise not to hurt
i promise not to think
i promise not to seek
i promise not to wonder
i promise not to see
i promise not to hear
i promise not to speak
i promise not to breath
i promise not to exist
i promise not to be
but only if you promise not to love me

he came seeking nothing
yet found what he wasn't looking for
there was nothing he sought
but he found it anyway

when he found it
he couldn't let it be
it meant nothing to him
but he had to have it anyway

it was not his to take
it belonged to another
but he took it anyway
just because he could

once he had it
he didn't want it
he was ready to leave
but not before his last act
which was to destroy it
so that no one could have it

i fell so void
like there is no soul inside me
once where there was joy
now there's only emptiness

i fell numb to the world around me
there is no hope for me
no one can help me
i am beyond redemption

the monster is strong
it does as it pleases
i have no choice
but to obey its voice

oh when will death set me free
from this miserable life
i am too much of a coward to end it
so i will keep hurting them