For me, life is a struggle.
It's an impossible reality every single day.
I try to understand, try to unlock the secrets,
To unravel the mystery.
I search for meaning, for reasons behind it all,
But I keep on stumbling.
I keep on hitting brick walls.
It's like going in circles, running after something,
With no beginning at all.
But there must be a reason.
I can't precisely describe the way I usually feel,
But I know I'm not happy,
Yet I'm not exactly sad either.
I don't feel like I'm living,
But I don't feel dead either.
I dread my existence,
However, I Select to continue going.
It's like I'm caught in a jumble of emotions,
Enveloped in emptiness and confusion.
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
A little bit of laughter,
A little bit of tears,
A little bit of happiness,
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
I'll be with you as long as you want me to,
Until the end of time.
The day I met
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
I never knew love until I found you.
Always thought it was a myth until you showed me it
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
