I need to ask why did everyone go home?
I need to know why did they all break my heart?
When I grew up, I saw nothing but pain
Wasted and old, my flesh only wants the aches
I need to see if somebody wants to come
I need to go and must ask you all to leave
When I was small, the burdens were the world
Broken and grown, I wish I was young and small
-Written by Europa