Barely breathing

When my time comes
probably I won't be here
next to you
next to me

I'm the chaos
the indifference
and the fucking uncertainty

Between my masks
lies my truth
of who I really am
and what I'm supposed to feel
in this meaningless society

Tired of unnecessary battles
that only bring a sense of ruthless melancholy

There is no such thing called home
forever is overrated
our nature it's against spending
your whole life with someone or something

There are no memories
in my vast mind
just moments full of vain thoughts
and a bunch of things that I really should consider
to do

I'm not a mistery
just a misery.