We don't see the light thats infront of us leading the way. We see it as an obstacle that is blocking us from the "good life"
Until one day, this light went away, all that was left infront of you were thorns, sorrows and death. You want your light back but she gave up and be with someone else. You thought that without your light, life will still go one fine or maybe better. But along the way, you're always alone No one to talk to, no one to love. Peer pressure everywhere. You gave yourself up, thinking that it was the end, you force things that weren't suppose to be with you on you and you lead yourself to your own grave. You fell for death. You're gone.