when i began with my journey
i forgot to count my first few steps
iv walked a distance now
and im clueless about my road ahead
when did i start
thinking about myself
i thought this was about my destination
the months say twelve
i say no
how could it be december
i never witnessed the snow
''maybe you did, but you were never awake until september''
my journey
when did it start
i dont remember leaving
there are no memories of any part
me has been the subject
the journey has been the discussionist
why not the other way around
why am i not making my own journey
when did it start
how could i know when it will end
when i didnt count my first few steps
i may not see the journey but im on it
i may not see the gates but theyre are not that far off
i may not see nor hear the father standing by the destination
but i know he is by the gate
im almost there
but when did it start
Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 4:57 AM UTC
when i began with my journey
i forgot to count my first few steps
iv walked a distance now
and im clueless about my road ahead
when did i start
thinking about myself
i thought this was about my destination
the months say twelve
i say no
how could it be december
i never witnessed the snow
''maybe you did, but you were never awake until september''
my journey
when did it start
i dont remember leaving
there are no memories of any part
me has been the subject
the journey has been the discussionist
why not the other way around
why am i not making my own journey
when did it start
how could i know when it will end
when i didnt count my first few steps
i may not see the journey but im on it
i may not see the gates but theyre are not that far off
i may not see nor hear the father standing by the destination
but i know he is by the gate
im almost there
but when did it start
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