I would rather think of the fun Than the feeling given off of the looming Sun I wish there was no ending at all But it's hard to accept humanity Will bring calamity I envy people who get by I wish I to can find some comfort Knowing our days are numbered I'm stuck and unsure where I fit in this life I'm dwelling on my purpose Giving disservice to the life I deem worthless One look, and people say I matter It's all chatter They'd rather banter Ignore the patterns There's no point in hearing my voice Or dissapoint, follow in rejoice I wish I to can find peace In knowing all things must come to an end I want to feel maturity Against obscurity To have some clarity To take initiative of my life Forget the strife And face the setting Sun And the darkness that comes Still I am terrified of it The same way I'm scared of a needle And it's just one of those things We eventually have to face Push under Try to look on the bright side I'll get to use the time Even through the decline I try my best to think of the fun Than the feeling from the looming Sun Admit it feels nice I close my eyes and soak it in And relish in a glimpse of the end I wish I to can find peace In knowing all things must come to an end