When Everyones has left,
I sit alone and think,
Is this the life that I dreamt of?
Is this what I deserve?
No not at all.
I deserve the best,
And also the worst.
The past, is which I'll let go
The present is what I'll live.
With all my heart,
And when I finally reach,
To the place I belong.
From there I'll look back and see,
That now I am standing in a place,
Where I feel free.
Now this is the world,
Where I deserved to be.