Every night I lay in bed, thinking,
Of the stars i did not reach.
Thinking of the words I did not speak.
Staring at the ceiling wondering,
If this is how I want to spent my life,
Not knowing how to fulfill a purpose.
I ask myself if this is happiness,
Or just a way to pass the time,
Living a life that doesn’t feel like mine.
So I get on my knees and I pray,
Asking God if He wants to stay with me.
And if He will help me through the day
But when I wake up in the morning,
Without a second thought I breath and smile,
And join the day only to wonder again in the evening if He was with me.