All the while I should’ve faced.
I just wanted to enjoy a life.
But I wasn’t, wasn’t braced.
Didn’t see what would me syph.
From my lungs I want to sing.
What is it that got me here.
Until now I still, still ling.
The kind sun seems nowhere near.

Every pleasure you could think.
All the words are in the sink.
Every joy you would’ve dreamt.
All the love, not one damn dent.
Every respect, every salute.
If only I brought a parachute.

Mind, my mind is falling, free.
I can’t talk, nor can I see.
I can only feel, it’s even real.
All the warmth behind a seal.
Why why why did you throw.
My life away what I have built.

To only suffer day by day.
Enjoy the moments, your dismay.
Your time will come, your soul will die.
Why not try,
one last time,
to fly?