This song, for me, paints the image of what its like to live on that one breath, between life and death itself. The anxiety building as the ramifications of the coices come into play, showing the clear view of what lay ahead, ending at a strange point of bliss and serenity as the last letter falls on the page. The ending here is as you make it, but we all share the journey.
I despise people who misread you, who are pleased in misreading you. I feel despise towards people, because I cannot bear it much longer. I have too much faith for this. Are we still newborns, trying to make ourselves understood by some kind magic, or simply denying it ?
How about you, do you despise that same old feeling which we call loneliness ?