Blow the last candle out.
Let the wax harden...
I wish I could stop crying..
And I wish that someone still loved me
Just breathe and focus.
How can I when the air is so cold and empty,
That my lungs froze right in my chest...
I'll be honest the silver linings are getting harder and harder to
manufacture
And the smiles are so difficult to fake..
~Atreyu
