I am spending my life in this madhouse
An asylum for the insane and the broken
I've been dying by the inch and by feet
This world offers no solace, only doubts
I scream your name, but I am unchosen
I might climb a tower and fall to the street
But no one would notice, and then only find
An annoyance of stepping out of the way
Of a man dying from a toxic state of mind
Acting, believe, trust, love upon the stage
There is nothing but now, and the divine
