This could be the end for me. And you are most certainly pushing me. Closer and closer to the edge of reason. With every word you make it sound so easy to be alive. But tell me why every thing you say feels like a lie. And just in case you have not herd actions speak louder than those pronouncements and notions you claim truths. So tell me now before this lingering sensation of flight takes over. Because I wonder if you know what I am going through. Because in all honesty you don't even know me and I can not stand your lack of authenticity. So stop me now or let me fall. As the water creeps higher and higher and I stand on the edge of the world.