Looking down, Walking fast, No regrets with things undone

We're walking so fast,

Sometimes we forget to look to see where we need to turn.

Is this your house?

Is this your life?

Are you awake,

Or have you closed your eyes?

Here's a cake,

Take a bite,

but now you've forgotten to close your eyes.

The taste will fly by,

Leaving nothing behind,

But the stale crumbs and thoughts of suicide.

I hate this,

Because you're so tough,

Not you, cake,

But me,

Love.