I'm walking torwards something,
but I'm stuck in the same place.
I don't know what I am looking for,
everything just looks the same.

Suddenly I'm standing infront of a big door,
but I do not dare to open it, I don't dare walking through.
It's as though I know what will be waiting on the other side,
and I'm not quite sure I'm ready for it.

I want to go back in time,
to keep everything from happening.
I don't want to be stuck here,
in the middle of everything.

My hand is on the doorknob,
but my whole body is shaking with fear.
Is it better to be standing still or moving on?
Even if what I'm moving on to is death?

I remember when I could smile,
when I could cry and laugh at the same time.
When did those days pass me by?
I still wonder why...

Slowly the door opens up infront of me,
and all I can see is the bright light from the other side.
Maybe this was the right thing to do,
the hardest part is saying goodbye to all of you.