There are so many people in this world, But my life is solitary. It feels like a vacuum to truly exist in this world. I just want to go somewhere where there is peace.
To live here is just a useless desire. The people, they're not home, They never can be. But I dwell here, surrounded by everything that's mine, yet still doesn't belong to me.
It has become a beautiful mess, Where I drown in the depth of the ocean. There is so much air I'm surrounded by, Yet I still feel suffocated. It gets hard every time I breathe.
I just wish to disappear from here and live in the world of mine, Which is a lot better than this cursed world where I exist.