Your glory is found in my weakness,
and your pride in my pain...
My emotions remain unnoticed,
buried beneath the waves of change...
The wind slices through my hair,
like a knife through butter...
A purpose of entertainment,
does not always ensure happiness...
Even though he spent a few minutes with me,
the time was not enough...
I can feel your warmth
when the sun beats down...
One day I sat amongst a chair,
bored in my training class...
When I was younger I never understood,
why God let things happen to me...
I'm lost in a world of chaos,
confused feelings arise like air...
My life has fallen apart,
I've lost a lot of things...
Such confusion arises
within my black mind...
Distractions occurred often,
through this I've lost my way...