I felt my heart thud with pain,
The restless moment, just lying there
Within strewn bed sheets
Trying to make sense of all the noise.
Gasping and just hoping
That all this is not real,
That it is a distorted dream
And I am not the one to blame.
Can you help me?
Will they even bother any more?
Is there a new place for me?
I do not think I even know
Why I still remain here,
I do not want to be left behind
But I cannot follow you.
I cannot bring myself to look outside,
The world stays black through the blinds.
I wish for something else,
A new memory, an ideal
Different from all of this.
I wanted you to hear the things I say,
But then again, will it ever matter?
Will it ever help me, breaking free?
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