Sing

Ignorance is bliss, or so they say.

Should I forget all I knew because of the pain?

Could I have done something different, could I have made a better change?

If you tried to help me, I would just push you away.

And in my pain I would say "help me please", but would there be anyone to help me?

No. In the end we are all alone.

Unless, there was one who would love you until you died.

Someone who would hold you till the pain passed you by.

Yet some people will never meet, not in this reality. 

The stars sing their songs, like the whales of the deep.