If only...

It's just a matter of time

Before the world is deceased,

Lonely and somewhat cold.

Before we all lock ourselves away from the world around us.

Before we gather our belongings,

And just run, run away.

Before we ditch our teenage fantasies,

It's like ditching all our dreams.

Before we grow up,

And decide that we are not welcome here today.

So we find ourselves in a crimson red bath,

We're not in pain anymore,

We havnt got feelings anymore,

But guess what we are.

DEAD