noose in a tree

I guess i'll go another way
for now I know I mustn't stay.
The wrongs and the rights,
all float about like a noose in a tree.
It should've been clearer to me.
I guess i'll flee
run away from you all
i've lost all my faith
i've lost all my friends
some days it seems like the end
is this the end.
The worlds got the best of me
are skies still blue?
there's a subtle hue
covering up my existence
foggy and dull
like my brain
I hide the depression with exhaustion
and sink into my bed of nothingness