I have few thoughts, thoughts about myself.
My being on this earth.
Is it real to be alive or just a deep untruth shown by the virtually unknown one.
Why I have to catch the wind, why I am the one that has to suffer.
Every time things not move they just make me same irresponsible.
The question that never be answered can this pain ever can be taken.
Why have to fight to get. If everything is for everyone here then how that make me let it go.
I am standing in the arms of the unknown.
Trying to make it big . but don’t know is the big is something around.
It just consuming the every bit of soul remains inside me.
The darkness just taking me inside.
Every time I go for a new start but does, ever anything goes for a start.
Why things don’t pretend to be the joy the fun they have to be.
Why very one just don’t take me in.
why I have to wait to decide that I am not on the track.
The light every time dime’s down over me.
Why they are eating me up.
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