One Last Time

Without a reason or too much at stake,
it’s the cloudiest thoughts that keep me awake.
Accepting my life, the way it must be.
Thinking if the choice is up to me.

Revealing my instincts, regressing my pride.
Opening the door to the world I’m inside.
Scared of my fate, I know all too well.
Scared of the thoughts I have, but don’t tell.

Expecting a change yet I’m numb to it all.
Stand where I must if it’s here where I fall.
Just can’t keep on thinking, just not like this...
it only shatters the world that I miss.