They ask me how are you doing.
I mumble back, "The same."
For how do I tell them about the state that I'm in.

As much as I run,
I cant get away,
From the shadow that is cast upon my world.

As much as I try,
In the end I find,
I'm still right here where I used to be.

How can I tell them that my watch does not tick,
without them laughing and telling me its just spoilt.

How can I tell them that nothing ever changes,
No matter how I try to move on with my life.

Is it a spell cast upon me?
Or just the way the world has become for me?

'Cause ever since that day
The earth I'm on just suddenly spun down to die.

I'm sorry girl its you.
But you were the one in my life,
the day my world stood still.