As I look out. My bedroom window. I see the chaos that's calling me. So the wind blows wherever it will go. It's all too much for me. All of this emptiness I've been sharing. It never comes when I want it to. I can be anything I've forgiven. Me and you me and you. All this time that I've spent. Just wanting to know. Now that I've seen it all I want is to go. As I look out. Of my bedroom window. Is it all real or just fantasy?. I have lost touch with what makes me human. I have lost touch with reality. It's all too much for me. All too much for me