My self destruction is now all gone
So I am left with self pity alone
Going crazy but keeping a straight face
Doing less but not slowing the pace

Living out my greatest charade
Instead of feeling I just fade
Everything has already been made.
Slowly but surely becoming a shade

The meaning has long ago become blurred and obscure
I once knew what I wanted, now I'm no longer sure
Realizing the dream is hard when you cannot sleep
And the hole in your soul had never dug in so deep

Losing time day after day
Like flotsam being washed away

Depression, then anger then apathy
I'm sick and tired of them watching me
I want to live,
I want to love,
I want to fly
Instead in my lair of seclusion I lie

Living and breathing superiority
Maintaining a facade of showing humility
This was not what they promised in the brochure
I hope this is not my life, but just an overture