So tired.

So tired.

Of holding my head down.

So sorry.

So sorry.

For all those losses left unfound.

So severe.

So severe.

I struggle too firmly to commit.

So broken.

So broken.

With that precision portrayed unfit.

So wrong.

So wrong.

I set fire to what was left of me.

So hard.

So hard.

Cause in the end, you got the best of me.

So simple.

So simple.

There was only reason left to wait.

So beautiful.

So beautiful.

Now all I've got left is my fate..