I find myself wondering sometimes
why am I here why am I trying,
because every day I'm living
I'm slowly dieing stressing myself
and constantly crying.Everyday is the same day after
day,and I sit there thinking
what I feel I should say.
This cant be life if so then what's
after, I feel as if this world is some type of life trapper and I'm being contained like a candy
in its raper.I feel this way cause
I don't know my meaning,
and I'm trying my hardest
to keep from screaming, I wish I could wake up and realize I was
only dreaming
