there stand a man, telling you what you should do. giving you a head start. telling you to pack your bags cause its time to go.
but you dont. you dont want to leave. a part of you hate where you're at but at the same time you wish things would vanish so you could stay a little longer.
you're confused. forever torn and worn out.
music is probably the only source to keep you sane. because you're too guilty and ashamed to turn yourself again back to Him. The One who's been there for you all these while. And He's telling you, that its time to let go.......