Make a move
  There is no God
    Can I leave this place?
      Erase my memory from here.

I could leave someday
  Maybe even today
    Go into the eternal light
      Never return from the flight

Floating into the darkness
  Up and down , everywhere around
    So numb, am I alive
      Am I going away or moving in?

                          Am I still alive?



Do you think I am?



                                                 Do I want to be?



Why should I be?



Will I ever get a chance?
  Where do I go?
    Should I chase it?
      Is any of it worth it?

I want to leave
  I need peace
    I'm going to search for it
      I'm going away

I'll be there
Do you actually care?
Why should you though?
I'll just rot away slow.

Without the real view,
How do I know if it's all true?
Now let it all out.
Get out and find what it's about.

Why am I even here?
Can't I just leave you here?
I don't deserve to be here.
I can't stand always being in fear.

I want to leave this place.
I want to go away into space.
I hate living in this fear.
I want to give up and leave you here.

I wonder why I feel the things I do.
But yet I know exactly why I do.
I cannot help but to fight myself.
It's the only way I can feel alive.

Sometimes I feel like I am way up on a cloud.
Other times I feel like I am dissolving in a thick shroud.
I just cannot stop the battle inside of me.
It almost seems important to me.

But why would I need such a thing?
It is so aggravating to feel this way.
My mind cannot help but to go astray.
It is not fun for me that's for sure,

But I just cannot seem to bring my heart back to shore.

To happen without being,
To be without seeing,
To breathe without you knowing,
What I've done.

Why do I do it?
Why should I do it?
The answers I don't find,
As I'm up so late at night.

I feel so different.
This isn't the real me.
We know why,
But they sure do not.

It is such a bliss.
It is such a wonder.
Will it ever change?
Will I always be the same?

Why do I do it?
Why do I prove it?
I should just move it.
It doesn't belong here.

***** this weird way.
The answers are astray.
I don't know where they are,
But here is way too far.

The way the stars shine bright.
They are mostly all dead stars.
The light shining after all these years.
Still shining for everyone to see.

I can not help but to wonder,
Will my light stay shining when I am gone?
Will people still talk about me for many years?
I hope they see the good that I see in the stars.

Knowing an apology is useless,
is the worst feeling ever.