I go to school, but it's not the same.
I go through the motions, it's more like a game.
I get back home and feel alone.
I almost wish no one was even home.
I cry myself to sleep for no good reason.
I try to remember a better season.
I'm mechanically driven, so impassive.
This weight rests, oh so massive.
When will this leave me? What will console me?
What will erase all these empty memories?
Grey; a state of mind, devoid of feeling.
Pallid; a state of being, endlessly reeling.
Steal it and die.