Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Here

Should I question why am I here?
Do I have a purpose to live?
I think and roll merry Jane
Try to dream which I never seen.
Alone to cry and alone to frown
Alone to discover who I am?
I lost my morning dew,
But no one has any clue
All night I feel deeply sick
I gulp a beer then I get silly kick
Is this what I looked forward?
Without any answer I wander.
I look at mirror but don’t see inside me
It’s all darkness which not suppose to be
There's more to this, I’ll tell you that for sure,
There's something here or I just might die.

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