I’m sprinting, my legs are left behind
Not quick enough, more speed...

Like that goldfish in its bowl
All fenced in...

Cutting up your pictures,
All my memories destroyed...

This world has made me cry, seen my worst
I never realized it was driving me to my hearse...

Not sure where to put this, any ideas?
I’ve signed my life away...

Moving screen shots just flicker before my eyes
Once sweet scenes but them now I despise...

Troubles arising
New woes surprising...

I’m forgetting,
Both my future and my past...

The knife’s in my hand.
The blood is all over...

The piccolo’s tune dances upon what I was
The oddments of the room do not surprise me...

You can’t hide something that big
Battling with your will...

My final farewell
To my foremost friend...