I’m all alone in this big world.
I don't’ fit in like the rest of you.
I don’t get seen or even heard.
I’m a lost ghost without a goal in this ‘life’.

Wondering all around with no destination.
I notice everything and everyone.
Am I even real?
But why am I in this world?

I wish I could feel the emotions everybody have.
I keep wishing someone would show those emotions to me too.
I don’t have a purpose to keep being here.
Just somebody, anybody who cares.

I’m slowly forgetting, slowly disappearing.
I don’t even care anymore.
I won’t need myself in this situation.
It’s coming by faster and faster before dying out.

I finally came to consciousness and everything is gone.
Time is no longer a thing in this world.
Emotions had left and emptiness had taken it’s place.
Life is gone, earth is gone, everything is gone.

Now I’m not alone in this emptied world.
Because I’m the only one left.
Not even light nor dark could be seen.
I destroyed everything.

I found out my reason to be here.
How could I even forget?
It’s my fault for destruction.
I was the God of Time.