Never has a day felt longer in my eyes
Never have I lied this much, true intentions under a disguise
Never have I wanted friends, yet hated the idea
Never had I come to accept, and relish in my fears

Never has my foot been stuck, yet my whole body in motion
Never had I believed this much in halfhearted devotions
Never had I been blinded, yet see the future clearly
Never have I held menial things so dearly

Never have I ever preferred late nights over eight hours
Never had I seen myself as such a coward
Never had I accepted rejections over introspection
Never will I ever prefer love over self appreciation

Never had my hand cramped this much while writing
Never had I given up this early while fighting
Never will I ever choose bliss over happiness
And never have I ever been this confused by emptiness