This is not fun.
This is cool.
This is not right.
Most importantly this is not me.
I am lost and I do not want to be found.
This is where I belong, at least, I think.
Could this be my mistake, or a disaster?
Time will only tell, but I can not be the person you want.
This is not for me.
This is for you.
This is for us.
I know you do not understand now, but I cannot say.
Just let me go and then maybe you know.
This is it.
This is down.
This is over.