Here I have strayed, from a road once imagined
For it seems so far away and extravagant
The path is cold, destitute and lonely
There is no way back.
This vision I see, the unimaginable
The unobtainable, the... Impossible
Well fabricated within my own mind
with the worst of me winning
I broke the jar, screaming at the stained glass window
wondering who I really am
For I came to the truth, the reality
that everyone suffers
