I'm the one who don't have a life.

Not a life, Not a hope, Not a dream.

All these thoughts, imagination, dreams, feelings, emotion, pain... have been drowning me in.

It's been too long in this pitch dark maze. Here I fumble around in the dark, trying to find my way out but wherever I go is dead end. I tried to look back, go back, but voices say I should look forward, move forward. What should I do? I don't know. I can get rid of this dead end and jump into another. It's still a maze, with thousands of dead end.

It's always dark, always lost... as long as I live this lifeless life.