why do i feel like i'm not even here right now?
will i ever get to go where i'm going?
i'm ahead of it all, yet still left behind.
it's a 21st century standstill, and i'm a part of it.
what is the meaning behind all of this?
i'm a falling tree in the woods, and you won't hear the sound.
it seems i could have been sent to the wrong time.
you don't want anything that i have to offer.
i'd rather be helpless - than be helped.
i'd rather be insane - then sane like you all.
i'd rather not say - that i'd rather not stay.
from the ugly reality of it all, i'd rather break away.
it's a beautiful world on the outside
but it's rotting to the core.
what will be the after-effects?
i'll never get to where i'm going.
not in this world. not in this time.