It is snow on an empty highway heading towards somewhere you'll never go It is noticing your shirt has holes from careless ashes It is waiting It is knowing there are six billion people in the world and the only one you want isn't there It is knowing they never will be but hoping they will be It is waking up in tears because you're scared of dying It is when you scream at God even though you know he isn't listening It is all that ever could have been