A shooting star is actually pronounced dead way before you see the shooting star
the shooting star is just the reminisce of the dead star
you see, a star will die but it's light will still shine for up to thousands of years due to the fact that light travels at a certain rate and it's so far away from our viewable perceptive
it's quite funny because it was the same way for me
I was dead but it took that final closure to realize it;

it took my physical death to realize my mental death.

(a.b)

It just feels like the world is against me
As if my back is arched in the opposite direction of the wind
The suns rays are draining me of my color
My foot steps are all backwards
I can't seem to take a breath with out gasping for air
With every word I say comes a sigh of disgust
My life is full of disappointment and the world isn't making it any easier

(a.b)

You can only say
hes different around me
So many times
Before you realize you're actually trying to persuade yourself.

(a.b)

Time after time
She threw herself into that well
Knowing, hoping
Someone would save her
But as time went on and she continued to do so,
They got sick and tired of saving her from her own self
So there she sat in that well,
And there she died in that well.

(a.b)

he's a ******* devil in my mind
but passion in my eyes.

(a.b)

It got to the point where
I thought I was even more depressed than I was,
the person who was supposed to be helping was making it worse,
I had given up on everything that had once given me joy.
All of this happened because I thought I was depressed.

(a.b)

chalk on the sidewalk,
children at play,
another moment a memory,
another day put away.

(a.b)