I don’t see what I’m doing this for anymore,
‘Cause I thought that it was honour,
Not pride that drove me, not fear,
But ambition, the things that kept me,
Going straight in a path that obscured,
All the things I could see in the real world,
The years went by in a blur,
I was blinded and scared.
I wanted adventure, I wanted change,
And when none of those things came,
I wanted someone or some place,
To listen to my thoughts and save me,
From this madness that is suffocating me.
And even now as I see the excess of lives,
Their lifestyles scare me, because I see,
The end in it all, for once we reach,
The height of ignorance, it is time for,
The end to draw near. Does it scare me?
But no! I feel like it’ll save me,
For being alive in a world like this,
Is more painful than dying.