My world's dying and I'm forced to leave.
I'm told it's okay as long as I believe.
All the things in it are losing their use
and all unharmed are suffering abuse.
There are two paths to take, both with suffering.
I thought my life was okay, and just needed buffering,
but I guess I was wrong, I need to make this right.
Now that I'm enlightened, I wish I'd lose my sight.
It sucks to be the good, the blessed, the knowing.
Instead of stopping to learn, I wish I kept going.
I don't want to be the hero who saves the day,
but I know there is no alternative way.
Knowing the future is a blessing and a curse.
Making it better, just makes me feel worse.
Be careful what you wish for, because my wish came true
and it's killing me inside knowing what will happen to you.
