• Everything ends, it's just a matter when
    As you feel the cry inside when the heavens send
    A signal, flying at you like a missile
    Like a bullet from a pistol, when it hits you, you pretend
    That you can take the pain, as though you're invincible
    That you can stand strong, but the strength is only visual
    And we waste our time, telling each other lies
    We say we're fine, but don't talk of what we really feel inside.
    It's hard, to not notice the flaws,
    To see what other people have done to our thoughts
    We see the mistakes before hand that will cause the end
    But we do not work to stop them from happening.
    And when it gets to the end, we're disappointed with it all
    We take it out on other's flaws, how much lower could we fall?
    It's only a matter of time when it ends,
    When we can rest in shame, we hide our faces to it all.

    And I'll be there
    Looking down on it all....