It seems that I am still plagued by thoughts
Everyday I realize that none of this matters
It seems that I am preoccupied by my new plots
Everyday it feels like my life shatters
Further down into absence I go
Wondering constantly what I should be doing
With each day it seems my mind will show
That in life, no matter what, I am loosing
It seems that I am always fighting
Everyday to find out what is my destiny
It seems that I constantly wait just siting
Everyday to waste away in my own pity
Realizing that inevitable I shall be alone
And destined not to see any happiness
Maybe, for just a moment in time, I could find some
And maybe I will have the light I need to be shown…