Is what you see before you all it appears to be? Or have you been blinded by sight?
Has life become all you dreamed it would be? Is it worth this enduring fight?
Is the indifference you express how you truly feel, or are you still naïve at heart?
Your indifference will cost you dearly, you know, for your life will end in the dark.
Your will to live comes too late, I'm afraid, and your hell becomes your home,
There's a dying soul within these walls, and that soul is your own.
If you could only see the key before you, but unfortunately, you don't,
You scream and cry to live in the light, but unfortunately, you won't.