One year, 52 weeks, 356 days, But time flies by. I wander aimlessly through the world, No people to hold me back No place feels like a real home. I see no point in my life, There is no reason why I should continue, Why am I here? I lost myself a long time ago, I kept finding new reasons to go on living, But in the end, they were all just lies, illusions, dreams. Everything is as blurry as in the rain, Cold arms reach for me, I'm standing chin-deep in water. Everything is heavy and I sink to the bottom........
It makes no sense........
