I wish I could run away, very far.
Do you think it's dangerous to drive on an empty head?
On a winding road, in the black dark, in the freezing cold, alone completely.
If I called, would you answer? Just to hear your voice, just to know you know I'm here.
If I got on a train, do you think it would kill me? Or would it cradle my body in its, and keep me safe from society?
Would my siblings know my birthday? Would my brother love me again? I wish you could answer all my questions.
How old will I be when I die? How will it happen? Will it be me, or will it be you?