Why?
Why must I be here?
Why must I sit all alone
with a world full of nothing?
Everyone living their own life
like they’re on a TV show.
Only a script can tell them what to do.
Nothing can defeat it.
Only a lie.
A lie which cannot be used against people.
A lie which must remain real
and not be turned fake.
But that’s what will happen.
Telling your secrets will only turn them fake.
Sending them into a world full of guilt.
Quilt which I do not want to create
but will be created no matter what I do to stop!
This is my world and I cannot escape.
No one can pull me out and save me.
No one!
Only death!