Slowly I watch my life fade away as if it was meant to be forgotten.
Barely living life, each breath becoming weaker, thoughts become rotten.
Lonely nights I desperately desire people to surround me to delay my true emotion.
Although depression is only an understatement for what my life has put in motion.

A door to my future is closed by the words of my procrastination.
All I need to do is motivate myself to reach my most wanted destination.
The only life that is being lived is my own, as my eyes only can see.
To change a life, you have to sort your **** out so you can achieve.

There are hopes, dreams, wants and goals all created by our own mind.
The only way those become successful is you have to search and find.
Believe in yourself because no one else can change your thoughts but you.
Once you realize you control your own life then finally living will be true.

The explanation of life isn't what others try to prove to you.
It's merely living from birth to death while having memories to look back to.
From your first breath to the last you don't remember but you can forget.
You will know you truly lived when your entire life has not a single regret.