Where Do I Come From?
Where Do I Go?
What Am I Doing?
Why Do I Woe?
When Do I Stop?
How Do I Know?
No One Will Tell Me,
No One Can Show.
Me Any Emotion,
I Feel No Love.
Without any Contact,
Not Even From Above.
Life Shows its Hardships,
I Know As I Cry.
But Who Do I Shead For,
Who Might Have Died.
She may have left me,
He may have lost,
We may have broken,
I may have Tossed.
That person aside,
That Person to hurt,
That person alive,
But Thrown them in the dirt.
What did I do?
Why Do I Cry?
Where Is This Person?
How Did I Lie?
Awake for all those months,
As The One was still there.
Waiting and watching,
In the towns Square.
Waiting For Me,
Watching for Life,
Listening for Beauty,
Holding A Knife.
In Case that I Return,
And Try to Hurt them Some More,
They are all ready,
For that slam of the door.
I see this as i walk,
Without another thought,
I can never stop,
Even if i fought.
I need to make things right,
I need to save a soul,
I need to help them out,
I need to make them whole.
This person lurks in the shadows,
I will bring them light,
They will reject the darkness,
I will give them reason to fight.
They will all be saved,
No matter how they hurt,
Because Im on a Mission,
Id give them my own shirt.
To make everything right,
To make all things fine,
To save every person,
To throw them out a line.
As i have caused much pain,
I have hurt all those,
Who may have even liked,
I have made many foes.
This i regret,
So i move and roam,
To deticate my life to those,
As i will never go home.
While one is still hurting,
One is not o.k.,
One is still out there,
So nowhere i will stay.
I am now a loner,
Though I am not a stray,
As I will have a purpose,
Each And Every Day!
Where Do I Go?
What Am I Doing?
Why Do I Woe?
When Do I Stop?
How Do I Know?
No One Will Tell Me,
No One Can Show.
Me Any Emotion,
I Feel No Love.
Without any Contact,
Not Even From Above.
Life Shows its Hardships,
I Know As I Cry.
But Who Do I Shead For,
Who Might Have Died.
She may have left me,
He may have lost,
We may have broken,
I may have Tossed.
That person aside,
That Person to hurt,
That person alive,
But Thrown them in the dirt.
What did I do?
Why Do I Cry?
Where Is This Person?
How Did I Lie?
Awake for all those months,
As The One was still there.
Waiting and watching,
In the towns Square.
Waiting For Me,
Watching for Life,
Listening for Beauty,
Holding A Knife.
In Case that I Return,
And Try to Hurt them Some More,
They are all ready,
For that slam of the door.
I see this as i walk,
Without another thought,
I can never stop,
Even if i fought.
I need to make things right,
I need to save a soul,
I need to help them out,
I need to make them whole.
This person lurks in the shadows,
I will bring them light,
They will reject the darkness,
I will give them reason to fight.
They will all be saved,
No matter how they hurt,
Because Im on a Mission,
Id give them my own shirt.
To make everything right,
To make all things fine,
To save every person,
To throw them out a line.
As i have caused much pain,
I have hurt all those,
Who may have even liked,
I have made many foes.
This i regret,
So i move and roam,
To deticate my life to those,
As i will never go home.
While one is still hurting,
One is not o.k.,
One is still out there,
So nowhere i will stay.
I am now a loner,
Though I am not a stray,
As I will have a purpose,
Each And Every Day!
