Consign to Oblivion
I wish I could get on a rocket, Get to the galaxy, Open the door and float, Float off to an unknown destination, Forget what happiness felt like, What funny things are, What good memories and, Old good times felt like, Doing stupid things, And regretting much later is, Forget what laughing loudly, And having a coy grin, Sitted at the corner of a room, In the middle of a crowd, Float off to pure darkness, To the view of no planet, To the view of no comet, To the point of closing my eyes, And opening them wide, Has no difference, Both of the same view, I wish I could get amnesia, Forget it all existed, Forget what disappointment feels like, What it means to be let down, Forget what anger is, And its end results are, What being mad feels like, Making bad faces, And too much pressure in you, Forget what a bad day is, Forget what pain is, Both physical and emotional, What a heart break, Death of close person, ...