10 October 2026
I'm nothing in my mind.
It happens all the time.
Happens more and more.
Nothing worth fighting for.
Don't ask. I'll say I'm fine.
The reasons in my mind.
I know that times not endless.
But my days are so defenseless.
I know i don't deserve this.
So what am I fighting for?
A never ending war.
Every day feels closer
To the day it was before.
And time, it just keeps watching.
It's silence at the door.
The finality of falling
Is lying face down on the floor.
And look at my surroundings
A place that's so unsure.
When I finally find my calling
They'll bury me in dirt.
Waiting for an answer
There's silence in my palm
Justify the meaning
But everything is wrong
Maybe I deserve this.
So what am I fighting for?
A never ending war.
Every day feels closer
To the day it was before.
And time, it just keeps watching.
It's silence at the door.
The finality of falling
Is lying face down on the floor.
And look at my surroundings
A place that's so unsure.
When I finally find my calling
They'll bury me in dirt.
What am I fighting for?
What am I fighting for?
What am I fighting for?
What am I fighting for?
Still searching through the echoes
They're fragments hung above
A cause of isolation
Just I've had enough...
So what am I fighting for?
A never ending war.
Every day feels closer
To the day it was before.
And time, it just keeps watching.
It's silence at the door.
The finality of falling
Is lying face down on the floor.
And look at my surroundings
A place that's so unsure.
When I finally find my calling
They'll bury me in dirt.
