Standing here again, fading out the quiet hum within me. The future's been set. I can't look back. Faint memories rush through me. I thought that i had said goodbye to this pain. I've forgotten my old
Flashback to the past of unknown. None of my own. Trapped inside for life. He's there with white hair. Empty places filled with loneliness. He's tired of it's taste. Distorted frame of mind consumes.