The End

And one day, you turn the page and there's a written:

"THE END"

right in the middle of the page.

No conclusion. No reason. No time.
No last kiss and no second chance.
No trip to the beach, no birthday gift, no smile... just grief.

Sometimes I'm left to wonder
about time, about life, about lies, about choices
and no-one's right, there's no advice, just sobs and cry.

Tell me something I don't know.
Give me lies I haven't been told, an excuse I haven't grown
And my mind is about to blow, my blood just stopped to flow.

Sat on the floor, watching the day goes by. Lies and deception. Dusk outside. Morning again and I haven't stopped to cry. Nice. Cry, cry, cry. Your mind is about to crack, your sight is becoming black and no-one cares.