It was foolish for me to think that something will be different,
Knowing the story is always the same.
Someone appears in my life from the distance,
And I push them away as I blow out the flame.
Right now, I don't believe that I deserve this feeling.
I think about it, and I am sure.
My head is up, but I'm facing the ceiling,
Praying that I'll finally find a cure.
It left me in...