The curse of being god favorite.

Like everyone will you be eventually leaving?

And I thought,
I shouldn't have dared that.

I wished, 

I shouldn't have, I wouldn't have.

But I did anyway.

God forbids the happiness in my life,

Every time I'm near to it,

Pierce my heart with a knife.

Now I'm pacing, 

back and forth.

My hands are not still,

Maybe my guardian angel wants some thrill.

Can I pause my brain, 

For a second, please.

I don't want to think,

for a moment.

Now I'm lacking air,

Everything around is as it is,

But I don't seem to find anything here. 

Myself, me or normality on me,

And is this gonna be my whole life I fear.

There's something stuck in my neck,

I'm choking the tears back.

Brine in the glass of wine, what the heck?

And I thought spring was finally near, but now it's gone.

I made a person my home, 

Now, I'm homeless under the sky all alone.