I'm tired of this crap,
That seems to be all mine...

I want to run until I collapse,
I want to leap into the air and fly...

All of my life I have been searching,
For exactly what I do not know...

Black and white, right and wrong,
Where does it begin and end...

I was supposed to know my limits,
To know the demon inside...

A child seated up high,
His mother hovering not far away...

The river runs through the valley,
Tripping over rocks here and there...

Our race says we are superior,
That we are above the rest of life...

Some people say they know me,
How much they do not know...

I thought I loved her,
That we were meant to be...

Sweet soothing music,
Floats across my mind...

Too much time on one grain of sand,
You soon lose sight of the beach...