Sometimes I lie awake at night in my bed
Not able to fall asleep
I pretend I am dead
Yet some anxieties creep
What if there's nothing after?
There was nothing before
Does anything matter?
Is there really nothing more?
Is that it?
I die and lose my conscience
Thinking about it makes my heart plummet
My memories I wish to keep forever on
I don't know why
I am so scared to die