As I walk this hall alone I wonder   exactly why it is I'm leaving   when there's nothing there for me to return to   other than blind faith   with a lack of believing   and not to say that I have nothing   I have everything and I am grateful   but my head is trying to tell me something   in this state of mind I feel so hateful      and I don't understand   and I'm not going to try to because      now that I've seen it   I couldn't walk away no   even if I wanted to, yes   now that I've seen it   even though I'm leaving now   every bit of me is still there      well I am filled with a quiet resolution   and questions posed without solution   and in my realm of indecision   finally I feel as though I can see something   and though this beacons ever flashing   Ii can't revisit without rehashing   when I'm stuck in where I created fear   I can not fix myself from here      and I'm starting to understand   at least in this state I believe something because      now that I've seen it   I couldn't walk away no   even if I wanted to, yes   now that I've seen it   even though I'm leaving now   every bit of me is still there      the amount of times   I've seen the edge   of my own head   is unrelenting   the floor falls out   and I am left with   thoughts that move   without consenting   when all I want is peace   and all I want to believe in   is knowing without seeing   and wanting without fear      now that I've seen it   I couldn't walk away no   even if I wanted to, yes   now that I've seen it   even though I'm leaving now   every bit of me is still there