A Reason

I never had a reason to stop the musical spiral of my feelings.Damn, I got to the point where I thought—ugh—that I wasn't cut out for having feelings for someone new. For a few years, I was truly dead inside.If they asked me to hang out with them or get to know them, I'd just say, "Okay, you can try, but I can't promise you anything."

[Chorus]I was more concerned with what I could do in the immediate future to avoid falling into total depression. So I lived one day at a time, thinking about my desire to help people in need. What reason could I possibly have? None. It makes me happy to help. Seeing happy faces for once.

[Bridge]A reason to keep going, I just needed that. Sometimes words fail me, they take your breath away."What's wrong? Has something happened?"What the hell do I say? Thoughts swirl in my head, and they're cancelled out by themselves. If I said I have nothing, would that be a lie or the truth? It's like having a zombie's brain, or at least the zombie has a purpose in life. Eating brains seems like a good goal to me, so my head is more complex than a zombie's brain.

[Verse2]I need a reason to have a goal. Like everyone else, but when you lack that reason or have lost that reason, it's a bit like being in prison. And all that's left is the mess in my head.

[Chorus]I look around, not sure if I'll ever be tied to anyone again, but I keep going. Sooner or later, something different will happen. Something that moves me. A goal, a sign. But nothing. The last false alarm was a girl who, according to her, was shy. She lay down on top of me.

[Verse3]"I'd like to get to know you better. I like guys with a feminine attitude."Yeah, okay. I don't know how to respond to these things, but I gave her the time she needed. Not a single time did she ask me anything. I followed her around to see if she'd unblock herself when she asked me anything, but nothing. It just wasted my time. She lacked a real reason to get to know me, and she'd asked me to.

[Bridge]I went back to wandering through the depths of my music to avoid the confusion in my head. Until a few weeks later, I met a girl with technical difficulties. I couldn't help it; she needed help, so I approached her to see what kind of problem it was.

[Verse4]After so much confusion in my head, a word became legible: Interesting, a reason to continue, perhaps Intriguing.

[Chorus]After years of a flat line, that "maybe" is making me feel something dormant, Bewitching.

[Bridge]Sometimes there are lines that shouldn't be crossed. But this time, I think I have a reason to cross them. The same reason that made me put on a piece of music as an epilogue to my spiral of emotions that I'd like to keep in the past.

[Outro]I have a reason to continue, a reason to improve. A goal to achieve.My Reason is You. My Goal is to Live with You.