When we were so,
it didn't matter.

Now dispersed and thrown,
we rummage through,
just as much as we've grown.

No gazes of guilt were ever exchanged,
hallways of glares covered our shame.

The big defference that was all too small,
had too many holes,
just enough for us to fall.

Too many holes were filled with hoards of voices from the black silence of the walls,
that suffocate us with our right choices.

Now stepping closer to the blackness of nothing,
where we could fall to find our everything,
we can't be too careless,
for you too will be seduced by the darkness.