After years of acting right-
[For the grades I won.
I lost years of fun.
Smiling and my friends.
Where have they went?
...
Enough!
This is all your fault!
You planned it all!
...
... I won't listen to you anymore]
It wasn't just me, there are lots like me.
Still obeying the things they hate.
For scores, a future or maybe fate.
Though I realized... I was being played.
Inside a tiny cell to fend for myself.
Never "taught" without being yelled.
(Those days scar my image of me)
Unwilling, unproductive and... crazy.
What more can I possibly give you?
The prizes are all over my room.
But, it's not good enough if you choose.
(You make me talk to the moon)
I wonder when you'll ever understand...
Why I always wanted to try to dance.
Explore every part of me I hid.
Place my own steps... and not be the "best".
(I'll leave, so it doesn't hurt me)
That cursed door could never be closed.
I even have to watch my breaths as I go.
This isn't how it was meant to be.
But, I had to scream for you to hear me.
I hope... you can find peace as I leave.
This " home" scolded everything.
Right as I felt it had meaning.
-
Goodbye,
I'm leaving.
[The streets aren't so hostile]
The night... reflects the darkness still.
Around me, the stars gleam as I'm ill.
Sick of the excuses that drowned me.
As if they were to make me happy.
This light air allows me to breathe.
The steps following my two front feet.
Within the everlasting night.
It feels everything's just right.
I should've done this before.
Not lay down in a ball, torn.
How many days did I waste?
Believing I was just a waste...
I don't remember anymore.
Let me at least love myself again.
(Can you hear me?)
Perhaps you might not really.
It's okay though. I am free.
I'm tired already, but I won't sleep.
I'll live out these few hours fully.
...
...
What haven't I done yet?
It all feels like a threat...
I haven't made a mess yet.
But, I'm under so much stress...
They're getting inside my head.
I can't stop feeling the dread...
When will it end!
(Am I listening?)
...
It's not here.
You're now here.
[Breathe from outside.
And smile so wide.
It's all left behind]
.....
You...
I.
I'm right.
This is the night.
I'm worrying for nothing.
...
(My sanctuary is fading)
The day is breaking again.
Illuminating my little den.
I don't want to be silenced.
Just one more minute...
...
Between everything...
I don't know what I'm saying...
Let this be the beginning.
Of my second morning.
...
I'll get going.
Thanks...
For the company.
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 9:04 PM UTC
After years of acting right-
[For the grades I won.
I lost years of fun.
Smiling and my friends.
Where have they went?
...
Enough!
This is all your fault!
You planned it all!
...
... I won't listen to you anymore]
It wasn't just me, there are lots like me.
Still obeying the things they hate.
For scores, a future or maybe fate.
Though I realized... I was being played.
Inside a tiny cell to fend for myself.
Never "taught" without being yelled.
(Those days scar my image of me)
Unwilling, unproductive and... crazy.
What more can I possibly give you?
The prizes are all over my room.
But, it's not good enough if you choose.
(You make me talk to the moon)
I wonder when you'll ever understand...
Why I always wanted to try to dance.
Explore every part of me I hid.
Place my own steps... and not be the "best".
(I'll leave, so it doesn't hurt me)
That cursed door could never be closed.
I even have to watch my breaths as I go.
This isn't how it was meant to be.
But, I had to scream for you to hear me.
I hope... you can find peace as I leave.
This " home" scolded everything.
Right as I felt it had meaning.
-
Goodbye,
I'm leaving.
[The streets aren't so hostile]
The night... reflects the darkness still.
Around me, the stars gleam as I'm ill.
Sick of the excuses that drowned me.
As if they were to make me happy.
This light air allows me to breathe.
The steps following my two front feet.
Within the everlasting night.
It feels everything's just right.
I should've done this before.
Not lay down in a ball, torn.
How many days did I waste?
Believing I was just a waste...
I don't remember anymore.
Let me at least love myself again.
(Can you hear me?)
Perhaps you might not really.
It's okay though. I am free.
I'm tired already, but I won't sleep.
I'll live out these few hours fully.
...
...
What haven't I done yet?
It all feels like a threat...
I haven't made a mess yet.
But, I'm under so much stress...
They're getting inside my head.
I can't stop feeling the dread...
When will it end!
(Am I listening?)
...
It's not here.
You're now here.
[Breathe from outside.
And smile so wide.
It's all left behind]
.....
You...
I.
I'm right.
This is the night.
I'm worrying for nothing.
...
(My sanctuary is fading)
The day is breaking again.
Illuminating my little den.
I don't want to be silenced.
Just one more minute...
...
Between everything...
I don't know what I'm saying...
Let this be the beginning.
Of my second morning.
...
I'll get going.
Thanks...
For the company.
Do you see me?
