In a mind that thinks in to many ways. It’s hard to count how many days. You face the truth in your own mind. What’s left of you is yours to find. But as you face the toughest task. You want to put on some kind of mask. Cause truth is hard to just take in. Wanting to go back before the end. You never saw yourself so low. Facing the truth hits with a blow. It knocks you right off your own feet. You think you have meet your defeat. But missing what the truth can give. It’s there to show you how to live. You only know what you can do. Facing the truth is up to you.