How do I make life go on? And why?
How, when everything falls apart,
And nothing seems to be going right,
Decisions that are not mine to make,
Cloud my mind, no tender, gentle sleep,
To forget all, during day or during night.
I am to blame for the many things,
That I hold close and dear, yet fearing,
Fearing what they are or can be,
Or the consequences of letting go,
Leaving me, completely on my own,
I alone hold my life, my dreams…the key.
