i've been losing sight of myself for years
living in the fear i may just become
the one collecting years not proud of the way they are
or anything i fought to bring me to here.
i've been shedding friends like dead skin,
it's easier for me to just close this door
on a past life i feel its not worth fighting for,
we've all grown up since then and out across this world.
but some of us are children.
i've been trapped behind this pulpit for far too long,
i don't want to wait for death to decide.
i don't see the light you follow,
every road i take to leave is leading me home.
i don't know what i believe in,
everything i'm giving is just never enough.
i need somebody to follow me away from this irrelevant hope,
and i need somebody to follow me,
to save me from what ties me to home.

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