9 June 2012
Why do I feel constantly as though It's only me who feels this way It's only me who's on this balancing beam Trying so hard not to sway?
I wish I wasn't quite so confused Confusion is making me low I wish I knew if others endure The troubles through which I go.
How can I know if it's only me, If I am the only one? How can I know until I am grey, Until my life is done?
It's tempting to live life as a martyr As if for sins I try to atone It's tragic to think, for the rest of my life I could very well be alone.
Martyr • Opuss № I