I have traveled to the edge
to where I felt discomfort...
Life sucks
to much to do...
When I die, I will not be placed beside my pen,
nor will my soul dwindle on this petty earth...
I walk in this world with everything
and i will leave with even more...
People say they have it bad but i knew a girl who...
I sit and watch, for endless hours.
The flower, glistening in the rain...
Lowest of the lows
Highest of the highs...
With my purpose unknown I crawl on
Wandering randomly to an unknown place...
Starts a comfortable pattern
You get used to, mabe love it...
On my path to the shore
I may ,rather will not carry any bubbles...
Waiting for life to bring happiness.. Waiting for...
Waiting for my soul to be helped... Waiting to...
God will you answer this?
Will you answer all the questions i have for you...