And it takes more time than I've ever had, drains the life from me, makes me want to forget. As young as I was, I felt older back then, more disciplined, stronger and certain. But I was scared to death of eternity, and I lied to myself and said it was for the best. And now faith is replaced with a logic so cold, I've disregarded what I was now that I'm older. And I know much more than I did back then, but the more I learn the more I can't understand. And I've become content with this life that I lead, where I drink too much and don't believe in much of anything.
And I lie to myself, and say it's for the best. We're moving forward but holding ourselves back, and we're waiting on something that'll never come.