• Time passed each second.minute,hours,years or maybe forever
    for each time that passed new challenges appear to us
    Intentions that were pure have turned obscure
    Seconds into hours
    Minutes into years
    Don't ask me why
    Life is sometimes bitter sweet even thought your life can be great
    for me i have travel wandering like a lost soul i have wandered across my lonely road
    there may be times when it gets hard to walk the walk.
    It's easier to take the path that most have traveled on.
    But then again sometimes to do what's right you must walk alone.

    And that is a lonely road
    asking myself could i walk alone or not will my world ends
    if i give up on myself its like i gave up on my world
    my world ends with my borders..........