Someday who I am will forgive what I've been, but I should hurry up becuase I'll never be this young again.
So I guess I should just figure out who I want to be but I can't help but feel like I'm lost in the dark. All I know is that I'm proud to be so passionately disavowed with a foot in the grave and my head in a cloud. It shouldn't be that hard for me but I've lost my way. I don't know where I am anymore and I'm being crushed by banality. I've become a stranger in my own home; happier as a nomad. I need you to guide me, show me the way. I'm fighting a war I didn't start. I want my world to end with a bang, not a whimper. Signed off as pathos: a piece of art. The world has gone crazy but I still believe.
I need you to listen. I need you to listen. Please just listen.
Every word I've ever written falls short of its intent. These letters betray what my mind meant. So just listen.
This world has gone crazy but I still believe.
I'll follow wherever you lead me.
So lead me...