Sometimes I wonder,
How easy it would be
To disappear,
To live my soul to wander
In the barren lands of a different realm
To be, not myself,
The pathetic and the
miserable self I am,
But barely existent.

Oh and how I wish to wither away
Far away from my cowardly self
Far away from the hatred I've felt.
But what if, I daresay
The place I wish for
Is all...