How come...

Why am I dying to live.
When I'm only living to die.
With nothing to give.
And wanting to cry.

A life without meaning.
Is a life I do not want.
Everything seems demeaning.
Too simple to be nonchalant.

I'm tired of not caring.
I want to know whats real.
I'm ready to be daring.
I'm finally ready to feel.

Feel what its like to love is again.
Feel what its like to succeed.
Remember what it was like back then.
Feel what its like to need.

I want to believe.
God, show me that your there.
Please at least before I leave.
Hell could be hard to bare.

Theres so much I need to know.
Before I give into life.
All the things that affect how I grow.
Everything, even the strife.

Why cant this be easy.
Why cant this be done.
But life is uneasy.
And its much easier to run.

So here I go.
I'm going to start.
But Ive gotta take it slow.
And I've got to be smart.

(c) JP 2006