Force myself to open my eyes as light breaks over this empty room. Shut out the sound of droning thoughts. My feet have finally found purchase on a ground Made up of past mistakes and dejected days. I just can't grasp this life of giving in. Am I supposed to say that I'll find my way towards happiness Stuck in a world where success Is measured by how much we're willing to spend? Punch the clock and waste away until the f*cking end. And maybe I've ruined everything, But I'll never regret the time I've spent Fighting for something more in a helpless world. In a helpless world.