I lye on the ground looking at the sky, thinking about the world before I die.
The things that has happened, the people I have touched. Was I really there just as much?
Did everything just happen, the times I was alone, or is that I’m just a drone,
The drone in a world that there is nothing for me, no love, compassion and is carefree?
Is this the fate of reality, to follow commands and the line, this is not the life I want mine!
Lonely in the world that I find, the people are alone in my mind.
No one to help you, no one that can listen, but I will be that person, this is my mission.
Being the one that is behind you, the ear that can hear. When I am with you, do not fear.