this is not my choice,
not ideal at all.
what's happened around me now,
i no longer belong.
if it were up to me,
they wouldn't be around.
i wouldn't be here.
i wouldn't surround myself with any of you.
it seems like maybe this all has never really happened.
i'm playing back the movies as if they were never filmed.
rewind, and then eject.
put together just to dissect.
remember, just to forget.
it should have been different, all of this.