I escape from boredom, mind racing fast
Every second can’t help but draw out
Never moving near fast enough, frozen
Every choice looks giant stifling the past
How can’t I think wrong about this world
Neither prized or cherished, memories fall
How can I stop without losing it all
I escape from boredom into fear, masked

What of hope found in midst the mystery?

            Haven’t I gone down to depths and back up?

See my memories, my precious history.

            Each failure a lesson—my skin now tough.

Dark world prepare your ears, hear my story;
Here lies immovable the won’t burn up!