The smoke I ignite
Blinds the stars in the night sky
I whisper to myself "you're just fine"
My vision starts blurring
I know what's occurring
It's one of those feelingless times
Where I try to cry
But my soul feels so dry it might fly away
Like a wet butterfly after the rain
When it drains it can finally carry its life
But how can I
When my brain just wants me to give in and die
I'm destined to be
Something I cannot see
And although they're all counting on me
And all the things that I've been
My eyes are still green
And I made it to eighteen
But what does it mean
When you didn't plan to make it so far in life
And you feel so dead
But your heart still pumps blood to your mind
And you're still alive
You're still alive