I saw a dead bird flying through a broken sky. I heard it, and it said, "The world will never understand.

Everything and everyone has a place to be, Echo. It’s just a matter of how they get there and when. You have a place; you just have to find it.

And you left your mark on me...
With the destruction of us, finally, we became no one.

Our love douses us in flames. It's terrible and deep and wingless, but I'll burn here if you burn here too.

And even when they refuse to listen, I'll keep talking anyway, hoping on a slim chance that the things inside my head are worth something to someone.

you must find yourself before you can know where you belong, yet to find yourself first you must know who you are. However, you will never really know who you are if you are always allowing other people to define who you should be, so be yourself and if you are still unsure of who you are then reinvent yourself.