Watching at my soul, whatever that is
I reflect upon my life, my actions, my beliefs
I reflect about being alone
Keeping to myself, closing everything in
Starting to think about the importance of my existence
What difference does it make
To be alive, to be dead?
To be alone, with some, everywere?
The chances are
That life is nothing but an anomaly
That the rule of the universe is nothingness, explosions of energy, revolution of everything
Life is an anomaly, something odd, never meant to exist
An instant in universe's time
A moment never meant to be perceived
We're nothing, but a mere second
A rumor in the wind, a grain of sand on a beach
It doesn't matter who dies or what it means
Never mind our lives, we were never meant to be
Good bye world, universe, anything you think that means
Let's get lost, go away, away from everything, away from me