I can't find the place in my soul
Where the truth is stored.
I know it is there, I can feel it
How can I go through life with no answers?
No guidebook. No purpose.
We are all lost and for no reason.
Everything we seem to do is for survival.
But yet why do we have a conscience?
If I feel what is love, why?
I love him so dearly
I can't accept it for survival only
But it is so
I'll just be using him
Curse survival
But there is nothing else on this planet.
That doesn't connect to it
So why do we have to survive?
