• As you walk at a certan pace. .

    Wondering, where on Earth is my place?

    Suddenly gazing at the stars. .

    Wondering really who you are. . .

    As you stare into a lake. .

    Now you understand your life was meant to be fake. .

    Beat and thrown into the Abbyss. .

    Asking, "Why is this world so cold, so heartless?"

    Is any one out there that really cares?

    Soon you notice, no ones there. .

    Still trying to fit in, to be the same. .

    Yet every one looks down apon you in fear and shame. .

    Desprate just to make a friend. .

    Most the time you have to pretend. .

    When being alive. .

    You wonder how to survive. .

    This is what I think. . .

    It can all be gone, in just one blink. . . .