I’ve been sitting here, wondering,
how I ended up in the place I’m in.
Where do I go, where am I from?
All I know for now is how far I have come.
Hopped in my grave, the chemical route,
til she grabbed my heart, and pulled me out.
As I sit, I remind myself
who helped me figure what I’m all about.
How did I let this catch hold of me
and turn me to a ghost to be.
I know this road would always end
and at the expectation of my best friends.
written by Derek 1.1.2013 or so