I feel as if I don't exist, just floating in the mist
And while this state of mind persists
My own spectre is my nemesis
My loudest scream, it goes unheard
By the people in the room
Have they gone completely deaf
Or is being mute my doom?
Then memories of my youthful days flash into my mind
Dreams of living coincide
With thoughts that I've been falsified
Then the people gather 'round
And tears fill up their eyes
I try to tell them I'm alright
But nothing calms their cries
Warm and numb to learn the rest of why I'm all alone
A lifelong burden lifted from my chest
Then the truth hits hard as stone
I'm watching my whole life go by
All the people I have known
When suddenly I realize -- I'm dead
I'm going home...

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