Lost.

It's so hard to maintain. This facade of mine.

How emo is that? I'm not that emo. I dyed my hair black. So? I'm not depressed. I'm not depressed.

"Cause you are not alone.
I'm always there with you,
and we'll get lost together,
till the light comes pouring through.
Cause when you feel like you're done,
and the darkness has won.
Babe, you're not lost.
When your world's crashing down,
and you cannot bear the cross.
I said, baby, you're not lost."

I'm not lost. I have a purpose in life. My purpose is.

I don't know what my purpose is. But hey. I'm only 18. Right?