That's how it startedIntelligence replaced by chemic-o dependenceWilling to die just for an instantA simple smudge with sophisticationAlmost nothing left to do, but jump ship.What's the point of wasted potential?Every moment a calculated step to the end.I meant to step, but slipped down that ledgeImpossible, love is simple and easySpent the mental and now you can't see meMy days fusing to critical massI must leave this placeAny change of plans make hasteThe first trip was a pipedreamMirrored and alone, you'll never see my face again.