And yes
Sometimes my sadness slips from underneath my eyelashes and rolls onto the tear stained fabric beneath me
And yes
Sometimes I feel as if the world was ending with each passing second of every living day
And yes
Sometimes the noise inside of my head gets so loud that Ill intoxicate my thoughts just numb them for the time being
Yes life is hard sometimes
But no
I will never give up on fighting for myself

And when you tell me you love me,
Each time I believe you.
Because each time I am hoping that you'll believe yourself too.
I love you.

What mystic being is it that shows me the way?
Is it the stars that guide me at the end of the day?
Is it the moon providing light for the path that I follow?
It could be the sea whispering secrets for all that I know.
What force of energy induces my mind,
Controls my thoughts and leaves me behind
to think about this world and how it's insane?
The universe is infinite,
A thought inhumane.
I can ponder this thought for hours upon days.
Curiosity will eat me alive 'till I'm crazed.
If there is anyone out there, please, tell me who.
Has anyone else thought about life's absurdity too?
How was this universe way back when?
An idea most difficult to comprehend.
Can somebody in this lifetime please tell me why?
Why are we destined to live and to die?
I look up at the stars when the sky is pitch black,
And I imagine where I'm looking and who's looking back.
On what planet, what moon, in what nebula or Galaxy
Resides a being that exists and can prove my fantasy.
That there can be life in a world unknown.
There are forces in this universe that aren't heard and aren't shown.