This world is filled with many things,
Such as joy, sorrow, and emptiness.
And all these feelings make us feel alive,
But sometimes they make us want to die.

They don't understand what i'm going through.
They act like it's nothing,
But i'm not surprised; It's what they usually do.

And what would you do?
Oh, if only you knew the truth.
If only you knew how the memories of my youth
were slowly fading away.
And how all the pain was slowly taking their place.

I can't stay here much longer.
No, I need to plan my escape.
But I don't have anywhere to go.
I've been left behind; I like to think there's another way.

Out of place, out of time.
All these memories are messing with my mind.

So can you help me and make me believe
that there's more to this world than a world full of hate?
Because I don't know if I can hold on much longer,
or if I'm strong enough to stay.

No matter what happens,
I need to believe.

There just has to be another way.