I was just thinking maybe life Doesn't have to make sense;
Maybe there are more important Things than what we think.

I don't know what it was;
Maybe it was my friends,
or just life, and the way I let it go.

Maybe I will be found, and maybe the source of pain will become clear to not just me;
To stop the ignorance to then let the walls truly fall down.

Something in the dark wants me to follow it;
Which is the only thing keeping me going against it.

So I'll just take the pieces of all the wrong things
and make them into a new life.

Like a light that is covered
It still shines, but nobody can see it;
The real me is not here.