When outside is dark
And I walk alone
I feel them behind me
And their cold eyes are shown

Sometimes they just look
Searching my mind
I know they're intelligent
But their heart is blind

I question my feelings
Maybe I'm insane
Are they really a being
Or just figures in my brain

It's hard to talk
It's easy to be scared
A burden to carry
Being true to your head

Praying is soothing
Faith is a drug
But when you're addicted
It will spread like a bug

So what am I still doing here
And What have I left
No explanation or reason
I guess I should wait.