i know that i’m young
but i’m getting older
my blood is like the time
and its moving quicker
keeping me alive
but only for so long
and every so often
i let it slip through my fingers
and i don’t want
to be indifferent
i don’t want
time to escape me
i don’t want
to bleed to death

Don't be sad, there's a million other things to be.

And no, I don't like who you are now.
Simply because you're everything you said you'd never be.
You've forgotten everyone you've ever loved,
and most of all, you forgot about me.

There is a reason
you were born
in this time and
at this place
and do not stop
(like most)
until you find it.

I don't know what to say
And I'm not sure what to do
But I know what I want
What I want is you.

Maybe it doesn't matter
If my life is a long or successful one
As long as I was happy and loved
I'll be content when my time has come