If only we had a map of life,
We could find the way.
This is a maze we get to,
When we are feeling sad everyday.
We walk and walk,
Till we reach a dead end,
And when we do we seem to go crazy.
Time in this maze has been so hard,
We try to get out the easy way,
The easiest way possible is the hard cruel death.
Let us try not to think of it,
And continue onward.
Forward we march,
Till we find the exit,
And the life we deserve to get to.
