It was like the last domino that fell with my sanity and tore me apart.
It was like the final piece of puzzle fits and I ask what's the meaning of this anyways.
It was like burning in an endless flame and then having someone apologise for pushing you in it.
It was like having peace of a moment against the pain of everyday.
It was torment of hell--it was my life.
It was the like the food garnished and I feel not hungry anymore.
It was equivalent to every unsatisfying equation you could possibly present.
It was like--it was my life.
And then I changed for better or worse. You ask me why? I ask you--how could I not?