When the bend in the road leads to a brutal demise what’s left if you never had enough time?
Maybe things are misconstrued but I wish it didn’t lead to a merciless doom.
If I could escape I’d try to get things right.
But it seems I won’t make it through the night.
So as I wish I could have watched the flowers bloom, I’ll remember that I was always alone in every room.
So as I hope life gets better for those who deserve it. I’ll ponder on why I was always worthless.