Never do this again,
Never say that everything’s changed
Through the years we stay the same.
What’s the point of our aiming?
What’s the point? I ask you
Don’t worry it has already gone.
I’m tired of waiting and rusting
The mask of indifference you wore
There will be no questions or crying
I don’t need. No answers. No more,
I am slowly and quietly dying
My heart is getting so sore.