Nothing Left to do

by SiCK N TWiSTED   Dec 9, 2006


Flying away lost
With no goal or destination what so ever
What else is there to do?
When you have tried almost completely everything
But nothing, not one thing was satisfied or done right.
Flying away just to see where I end up.
Who knows? Maybe it’ll be for the best.
And maybe it will be the worst disaster
Or the biggest mistake.
But then again.
What can I do?
Nothing.

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