Four walls enclose my heart.
It doesn't matter.
Each and every friend departs.
It's all going to shatter.
Before the story restarts.
I'll climb to the top of the ladder.
To dive right back down to the start.
I'll mark my life, with a splatter.

Up so high.
Looking down the line.
Preparations to fly.
Somehow, this isn't a crime.

I'll soar through the sky.
Heaven and hell entwine.
At the end, I think everything will be fine.
In a way, the world will be all mine.

You just gotta be genuine.
You just gotta be real.
You just gotta have personality that nobody can steal.

I found a few places where I belonged.
Unreal experiences coated with charm.
I cannot detest their dangerous songs.
But, the residual memories trigger an alarm.

You can't prevent the ages from moving on.
It's hard to start anew once everything is gone.
Vivid emotions built up through self harm.
I've been too tired of trying for far too long.

Not every single person is gifted with a spectator.
Not every single person can will their world as the creator.

It couldn't make me madder
It couldn't make me sadder.

My eyes are shut while on the edge.
Enjoying the last gust of misery.
Stumbling around across the ledge.
Hoping to end up as history.

Down I'd go, into the end.
Beneath the earth with a message to send.
There would no longer be any reason to pretend.
I'll forge a contract to grant all my demands.

First, let me pop this container of meds.
Erupting my entirety over the cold concrete.
I have nothing left to contemplate.
I just hope there isn't a hidden hedge.

Holding thoughts of grandiose.
Propped up to the edge of the stand.
Ignoring all the unnecessary noise.
Hovering above, the view expands.

I hear the darkness call as I descend from a thrilling freefall.
I've been crawling out of my own skin waiting to be devoured by this spin.
Reality only gets worse.
I had to put my best interests first.
There's a realm beyond sadness.
It's best to stay away from the madness.

You can't control pain's intake.
You can only control life's outlook.

I'd be glad if you stopped me.
But, you've already set me free.
You didn't want to keep me.
So, I set out in scenes for all to see.

With the body of an adult.
And the mindset of a kid.
As if I don't share in the fault.
The emotions, I try to rid.

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