I am facing a screen,
Typing my thoughts,
Inside my room,
With the moon,

I am facing a screen,
at 11:15,
with an awkward face,
cuz' one can't find the moon,

I am facing a screen,
with nothing to give,
and nothing to do,
but just to sleep under the moon.

They are all having a drink,
   With their new group of friends,
                               They are all forming a sea of thoughts,
              Bonding, Cheering, and Talking,

           Time after Time,
                 Their roots grew stronger,
                        and ours grew apart,
                              and time after time we'll part,

They laugh and swim,
Sway and Feel the warmth of their throat,      
They drive themselves,              
Away from the road of what I hoped,                  

But as a Friend,          
Be happy of what they choose,                    
Be happy of where they be,                                  
Be happy of what it shall become;

The Darkest of Blue,
Darkest of Red,
And Darkest of Me,
Slowly creeping at the back of me,
Who are you?
Why are you here?
Purpose, life, and death,
On repeat,
Purpose, life, and death,
Creeping inside of me,
Eating my brain and soul,
Hiding inside my bones,
Crashing me between the walls,
Help me, I whispered,
Or Did I? Am I? Should I?
Lost between the light and, no,
I won’t say it,
I’ll leave it, in me, on me,
‘Get off me’ I’m Screaming,
I’m crawling through this pain,
While it runs to my brain,
Help me, Believe me,
Stay with me, my friend,
Because,
Purpose, Life, and Death,
Creeping inside of me,
On Repeat.