what is this that became of me,
where is life going,
where should i be.
the sun seems so bright sometimes,
everything seems so right sometimes,
this isn't working out for me.
i don't feel the light breaking the darkness,
it always does,
instead i crumble down quickly,
from what i once was.
lost in the shadows,
eternaly i seek,
wondering why it feels comfortable,
for this darkness to seep.
what comes of this,
i may never know why.
in the meantime,
i'll pretend to be happy while living a lie
