My thoughts of you are mixed,
even more unbearable than before...

Your glory is found in my weakness,
and your pride in my pain...

My emotions remain unnoticed,
buried beneath the waves of change...

The wind slices through my hair,
like a knife through butter...

A purpose of entertainment,
does not always ensure happiness...

Even though he spent a few minutes with me,
the time was not enough...

I can feel your warmth
when the sun beats down...

One day I sat amongst a chair,
bored in my training class...

When I was younger I never understood,
why God let things happen to me...

I'm lost in a world of chaos,
confused feelings arise like air...

My life has fallen apart,
I've lost a lot of things...

Such confusion arises
within my black mind...