Fading

I am quickly fading
Fading into the sound
I am just an echo
To be heard after someone else
Fading like a shadow
In the coming night
I'm still there,
Still trying to hold on tight
But I will soon loose my grip
Nonsense is taking me away.

I will not wait to be rescued by a hero
that hero has to be me
the only thing is this:
do I want to be set free?

It's my choice,
No one put me here, in my little corner
My corner is safe, safe from the world
There I can be set free to roam this
In my own reality�