Off To a Better Place

I sit in a crowd But I feel empty The voices I hear Are distant The people I see Are cold Unknown Strange. Is something wrong with me? Or is it just them? Or is it the universe? Of all the evil from The Pandora's box Hope came in last But it seems to be the worst Enemy ever Clawing into me Like an age old mold Spreading like a disease And slowly killing me Hope designs a future Of happiness And love A fantasy I'll never live And when I realize My last straw of hope Isn't leading me to sunshine I piece the sinews of My heart together And try one last time A cry for help With misty hope Hope fails me Yet again But I smile As my deepest fear Becomes true I'm lonely, I'm alone I'm abandoned, I'm estranged I am hurting, I am broken No one knows And no one ever will When I walk outside that door Never to return I take my hope Along with me To find Nirvana In a better place And with better friends Cause the broken can fix themselves.