I, haven't gave it much thought before.
I, never want to think of what's in store.
I, am beginning to feel impermanent.
I, never seen it as something important.
I, just can't fucking get it out of my head.
I, am dreaming though I'm out of my bed.
I, don't want to walk alone on these grounds.
I, never thought we'd end up having bounds.
I, cannot see what those eyes had seen.
I, will never be where those feet had been.
I, wish the clock does not tick it all away.
I, lied when I said what I had to say.
I, was afraid to face the mirror straight on.
I, didn't want to see a face that is torn.
I, somehow know all that's been hiding beneath.
I, shall finally admit that I am an unskilled thief.
I, should've, could've, would've, done much more.
I, am now just living life through a straw.
I, know the hardest word is sorry.
I, know I tell the same old story.