Dad
my thoughts my endless pride somehow shallow
fast beating of my rapid blood-flow
my mind exposed to this strange behavior
what will b my long expected Saviour
i juggled so long with my missions intend
i needed answers yet to b invent
my head cleared cleaning out my cells
first one's out gone with the ringing of bells
flashes of light into my head raging out with maximum speed
i have no idea what i need
some looks good other stuff better
but does that ever Mather
would we really care about what happened in the past
why would we react to what happened so fast
it hurts to see this facts of what happened that day
now it is time to let go so they say....
