I often wonder, way this life chose me.
there must be so many others, much better then me.
still i am here and i pray every day, for someone to come and take it all away.
i often cry at night when my mind plays with me.
it lets me astray, and confuses me.
i try to resist these endless thoughts, but i am to week,
i feel to lost.
i try to think back, to what happened when,
my mind started playing all these conceiving games.
was there a time, that i felt at ease,ore has it always been like this.
