Empty, but I've already left

Nothing to return for and little to be kept

Willing, unavailable at best

Clouded with delusions and weary without rest

This will break

I just can't

So I will burn the other end

Onward, forced through what is next

And only for the benefit of somebody else

Stubborn, I refuse to ask for help

The only expense is just the debt to myself

This will break

I just can't

So I will burn the other end

Guilty, resenting what I've done

Traded everything I love for what I have become

It's wasted, no wonder I'm afraid

Always struggling to justify the sacrifice I've made

This will break

I just can't

So I will burn the other end