Even when 

you're expected the least

And never planned

You make it your goal

To come to my land

My land is my brain

The one I protect

Obviously not the most

But that's what you expect

Maybe I like it

The feel of loss

Torn from my heart

With death as a cost

You see there’s a point

When ones at the end

When ones alone

Without a friend

Even if you have one

In the morning you wake

And convince yourself

They are all fake

Pretending to love you

With hate in their soul 

Using your compassion

For some immoral goal

You feel as if 

There's no point

They'd be better without you

Like some unuseful joint

But how would you know

How could you tell

If they need you at all

Or would laugh if you fell

You see this world

Does not have a plan

That's why I depend on

My brain; my land

But if I am lost

And need a way

I don't want help

And I won't say

You see, You use me

And wish for my loss

I lose myself

With you as the cost

When I go to sleep

You're the last thing I feel

You're the first thing I think of

Wondering if this is my last meal

You take me by surprise

It makes things feel weary

As if a forbidden fruit

Or maybe a berry

I never know

If today is my last day

You're in control

Of what I do; what I say

No need to tell me twice

I'll happily close my eyes

Forget all my sins and lies

So you can take me by surprise

I can depend on you

To choose my time

Plan my funeral

Choose when I shine