I was no power to this world. I was no power to anyone. I was a disappointment waiting to happen in every corner. In every black corner to crumble like dust. Entertainment to be watched on that bright-lighted stage while they could watch a falling star try to grasp the chance of life.

I could never be what she wanted me to be. She was never there. I could never be what they wanted me to become. I just made them angry. I'll never feel what it's like to be myself. I tried. I failed.

I felt sick of my own diseases and twice I tried to throw up in my hands. My eyes rolled; my mouth felt wet and gagged after sobbing. Shivering, I covered my chest with my arms but knew on the outside I was burning up. I was dilusional.

But I was the illusion.

Could I do anything more but wait? Of course, I would be patient. There's no other choice. But apart of me dies every chance it gets. Starves out while I would just sit there waiting for a dream.

But Someone, just take me away. Let me go. Breathe me a real soul. I watch by my window still trying to live and trying to figure out things but I never will. The more I feel, the more I end up getting hurt.

I've dreamed of Someone. I've dreamed of them getting me away from all of this. Of dark skies and gray waters. Of old-fashion bridges and wind-blown houses. Of tunneling adventures and of sneaking into the night. I've dreamt it all and somehow that Someone has made living just a bit more easier.

Someone, just get me out of here. I don't know how you will be able to do that, because I'm always wrong. For all I know...you might be out there somewhere hearing my prayer. I give a small prayer to become light and to be able to know that I will feel safe. I need that just like you do. Like everyone else needs.

Let my prayers be answered for the one listening to this, for that special Someone.