It may seem like you are so alone,

It may seem like you are not at home;

But there’s something you should know,

You’re always where you do belong.

I want to go, to run away,

I start to see the life in grey,

I start to wonder in the night,

What is the point of my life?

What is the point of our lives,

If they are always filled with lies?

Am I supposed to live a lie,

Like others do and then I’ll die?

I would say not,

But am I right?

Is there any spark of light,

In our strange and darken lives ?

I hope someday I’ll see that light,

I hope someday I’ll watch it’s might;

But till that day I have to wait,

And live my life just like i ain’t.