The Christmas lights seem to twinkle a little less
As if synced with the fading fire
That once burned bright inside my chest
Maybe I'm blind
Maybe I'm blessed
Maybe the time just came and went
Maybe its me
Maybe I'm the reason
Every trip and every stumble
Every smile
Every love you
Each minute missed
Maybe this is what it feels like to not exist
But I dont trip
And I could never cry
Because maybe this is what it means to be alive.