EARLY 2004
Inspiration comes and goes...
Each day passes me by
and i know something is missing...
Fallen off the edge of Earth
From the place where all men berth...
Theres someone out there crying
that i wish i could save...
Singing into a hairbrush
in front of my mirror...
I have so much more,
more then the world can see...
Another day rolls by
slower then the last...
When life's so hard
And you can't grasp a hand to hold...
If god wants us to be happy then why do we have so...
I'm asking that because I'm going throe alot of...
Thousand words are singing in my mind,
Flowing through the music, a song is being born...
How do you view the world as a whole,
and what is you ending goal...
Sometimes I wonder
what's the point of life...