i asked myself was i content with the world that i once cherished, did it bring me to this darkened place to contemnplate my perfect future? i will not stand nor utter word against this tide of hate, losing sight of what and who i was again! i'm so sorry if these seething words i say impress on you that i've become anethama, my heart, my soul. I can't say that you're losing me, i always tried to keep myself tied to this world, though i know where this is leading, please no tears no sympathy. i can't say that you're losing me...but i must be that which i am! though i know where this could take me no tears, no sympathy. gracefully, respectfully, facing conflict deep inside myself, I'm here confined losing control of what i could not change. gracefully, respectfully, i ask you please don't worry not for me...don't turn your back don't turn away.
