I feel neither sadness nor happiness,
I just feel here.

Is it so bad to face the truths of the world,
or is it better to lie?

Eventually everything will come together
and you will not be able to run away.

And when you find yourself crumbling under all the lies,
all the truths that should have been,

All those bridges you burned,
now leave you alone on an island of your own demise,

Tell me how hard it is to rebuild a bride,
tell me when will this all end

It's time to breath
It's time to step up
and face the truth that lies ahead.

For even when the bridge is burned,
I'll still be waiting on the other side.

Hoping that the bridge shall be rebuilt,
in hopes that our friendship is stronger,

then the petty fights we've had
and that anger shall not keep us apart.