Well is this what it's like
The longevity of a human life
The sorrow one goes through
As a result of one's own strife

Could this be what I've prepared for
What the schools, and the teachers
and the fools have fallen for
Why can't I go out on my own path
and try to get out of the way of other's wrath

So what can I do
to get out of the darkness
out of the hell
That I've created
from the well of my soul
and the pain that came out of it
If there's a light at the end
please.... Just bring it.