Everything is gray
 Nothing has color anymore
Nothing makes me happy
 I can't be happy anymore
So many thing used to make me happy
 Now those things have no meaning
I'm sick of this colorless cloud I live on
 But there is no way off
If I take a step off the cloud I will fall to my inevitable death
 I will eventually die sooner then later
Right now I think it will be sooner
 I'm tired
Mentally I'm exhausted
 I want it to end....