Little white specks watch me from above.
A shining abyss, frozen, without love.
Ever growing, expanding always,
Yet here I am, parting my ways.

Stars move further away,
Galaxies growing day by day.
And here I am in this life,
Longing, moping, muddling strife.

How I wish I didn't feel so small.
That this world wasn't so big at all.
But here I am in the center,
Unable to make even myself feel better.