As I set here wondering
how much harder life can get
so many things I've gain,
and so many things I've lost.
Do people ever understand
the meaning of themselves,
every time you feel like your
close to finding yourself
you end up lost again
Why do people cry?
Why when we cry you
feel the pressure upon your heart,
you can't breath
life is like a big puzzle,
when parts of it is done,
another part is shattered
to begin a new side,
but then again the new
side is shattered
to continue the LAST....
