Back then when I was dreaming.

Back then I wonder how.

I thought there was a meaning. 

It's all so different  now.

I do not know the how and why

and I don't wanna see.

I can't remember last I tried

or when I wanna be.

Have no idea when it all changed,

or when I disappeared.

All I know - this world is strange

and I'm no longer here.

If I am quiet, standing still,

I guess you wouldn't see.

You walk past me, here on this hill,

not notice it is me.

Back then, I know, there was a world

and I was still someone.

Today there's nothing left for me.

I am so very done.

I left my last hope here to die,

of no use anymore.

I'm checking out there's nothing left.

It's not my home, for sure.

This is my final last goodbye 

- my final words to you -

Been dead so long but I do know 

I was someone and so were you.

It's  time for me to go!