In a sea of faces, I'm just another one in the crowd
A number on the board, a pawn never worth your attention
I start seeing people seem so happy
Smiling with joy I've forgotten how to possess
And yet I linger like a ghost, staring into the fields
Watching the flower petals scatter into the wind
Memories of a past, lost forever
Wondering how I can ever learn to feel that way again
But my existence seems meaningless,
An easy way out gleams forward, lighting the path
A tightening around my cord, ticking seconds pass by
Counting down to the moment it ends
The sound they hitch and catch, lost in my throats
Words long pass the notion of death
I only wanted to be set free.
Final sailors wait at the station
Stone meets my sentiments, followed by the foggy after
A lone umbrella waits quietly in the rain
Ones trying to remember a soul already gone
Soon they become busy, far and few
The thought occurs to me, sudden and sharp
An unease fills the cavities in my chest
It creeps doubtfully, into the corner of my mind
Reminding me of that haunting statement, once I used think was true—
"I can't believe anyone would miss someone like me."