This is the life you chose
is it lonely up there little star?
clinging on your little bursts of laughter
of the people who drifts in and away like the wind
magnetic
offering rides to those who accepts
but
it's the loneliness you chose
using and discarding what goes and not your ways
everyone is a resource
who knows the depths of your soul?
I doubt even you do...
so stop complaining
because what you want is not companion
not even yourself your whole life can satisfy your longing
there's not one to blame
there's not a point to look
because you're not looking,
you're running and you know it
leaving everyone behind
chatterer, the moment's stranger, that's what you do
but it's nice isn't it, little star?
that's what you'd call success?...