I’m floating towards the sun. The sun of nothing. 
Floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing.
I have [bad word] the sun of nothing. Nothing is here. 
Memories are not clear.

Floating to the sun… farther away.

I can't believe that’s what it [bad word] to... 
I never really had it all that bad.
I just looked around and never thought about the blank stares.
(Blank stairs)
They were looking into something much worse than what I thought I was.
Selfishness is a very sticky quality of this species.
Looking around... I don't see any faces... yes I am lonely.
It’s to be expected. I’ll sleep now.
(Dream waves)