the play, part i

"to those it may concern", a page full of words. i'm leaving you, though the fire inside still burns, this shell i've become is consuming me, as painful as it can be, i'm open for you to see my enemy, though i've never been close to anyone i still feel it, i miss it, and i can see no sense at all, i've tried so hard to break my fall, and all around me people say, "he's turned his life into a play", so quietly i'm there, one step closer to despair, they do not see, this struggle within me, i thought stronger i would be, god, i was wrong, and i can see no sense at all, i've tried so hard to break my fall, i never meant to fly this way, but in the end it's all a play. and i can see no sense at all, i've tried so hard to break my fall, i never meant to fly this way, but in the end it's all a play