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When I'm gone...
You're gonna miss me over my dead body 
When I'm gone...
Till I'm gone...bye-bye, love...I guess I was your nobody and love everybody, but me...
When I finally belong 
You're gonna depart from me
When I sing my song 
You'll try to embrace me, but I'll turn the other cheek embarrassingly...
Pack up and leave
I'm keeping pace with my every heart beat and with every movement of my tireless, energetic feet 
Walk away or I'll grieve
I'm preserving vast grace with successful fails in repeat...in repeat...
Till I'm gone away from your trance that enhanced negativity 
Till I'm gone...I'm not significant in your eyes of plastic positivity 
Till I'm gone, a freak that gets pushed in the margins, that loner amongst the crowd of know-it-alls and gossipers 
Till I'm gone, I'm the winds of wistfulness that whispers 
Word of wisdom to you...I echo my mesmerizing murmurs 
Words of foolishness and jokes that gives you painful laughters

Take all of me
Till I'm gone
High hopes flee
As I run...

I'm arriving undone
No one sees
Cuz no one cares...all they do is make fun
Of me, oh please

The reason I keep pressing on
Is that I am in need of this gap filled
Feels like I've been let down a ton
I'm not worthy of praise or recognition...that's what reality paints me a picture of and I am the frame that looks upon it...unfulfilled...

Rather, I beg to differ
I am confidently humble
Why am I lazy hyper?
I stumble on disheartening rubble
Tripping on your barriers
Till I'm gone away for real
The cat beside me purrs 
My problems are no huge deal
I'll get over it
Till I'm gone
I'll give up and throw myself in this painstaking pit
Till I'm gone
Till I'm gone

Kill this hate,
Loving me alive 
I'm in this state
Of I-won't-survive
Too many words pierce my ribcage...doubts drown me, for we were never on the same page
Too many arrows shot me down in this reduced-to-rage cage...what did I do to deserve your revenge that smells of chocolate and a-scorching sage 

Rather, I beg to differ
I am confidently humble
Why am I lazy hyper?
I stumble on disheartening rubble
Tripping on your barriers
Till I'm gone away for real
The cat beside me purrs 
My problems are no huge deal
I'll get over it
Till I'm gone
I'll give up and throw myself in this painstaking pit
Till I'm gone
Till I'm gone

You pulled the trigger
I bit the bullet, self-absorbed son of a gun
Fickle, hatred-marinated lovin' made me feel sicker and it made me drunk off the lament liquor 
I ran the extra mile, only to find that you are the morbid moon, not the shimmering sun

Tripping on your barriers
Till I'm gone away for real
The cat beside me purrs 
My problems are no huge deal
I'll get over it
Till I'm gone
I'll give up and throw myself in this painstaking pit
Till I'm gone
Till I'm gone
Tripping on your barriers
Till I'm gone away for real
The cat beside me purrs 
My problems are no huge deal
I'll get over it
Till I'm gone
I'll give up and throw myself in this painstaking pit
Till I'm gone
Till I'm gone

Till I'm gone
Till I'm found, 
Coming undone 
Underground 
Corruption's cum cloud my eyes, but I'm still gonna be the champion of this run
Victory-bound
With a shout sound
Till I'm gone
Till I'm gone
That all-to-familiar silent wars that we fought,
We were all distraught and it was all for naught 
We are putting our wild-child souls and spirits on river fire
The moment you buried me alive with your disdain desire 

When I finally belong 
You're gonna depart from me
When I sing my song 
You'll try to embrace me, but I'll turn the other cheek embarrassingly...
Pack up and leave
I'm keeping pace with my every heart beat and with every movement of my tireless, energetic feet 
Walk away or I'll grieve
I'm preserving vast grace with successful fails in repeat...in repeat...
Till I'm gone and break, 
Till I'm gone for your sake
Till I've gone away from your grip
Till I've found a sheltering, shameless relationship
Called friendship with no limits
No more worries or little misfits 
I'm done with carrying around your emotional baggage that is so unfeeling...killing me gently, but steadily; it's rather oddly interesting 
I've gone astray into a land of grand people that understand...I've done much healing and it's quite appealing
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