life will get better, the lies you must tell
maybe it will, i know it won't
i understand how you feel
don't lie, and make things smaller than they seem to be
people will miss you
because of what they've forgotten to do
cherish this time we have left
you never know which day will be your last
but this sin i've committed
it feels liberating, it's the first act i've completed with my own free will
red dots, red lines pop up
idly passing by, ignored for the lights
the way the sun rises, the way the body passes
seeing the world for what it is
i love you, these words uttered too late
i am already free, exhausted from the fighting
yours truly, my sincerity
how have you been?
good, i lie—
but i wish life could have been better.