There is no right move,
No path to take,
To get away from the cell I've made,
I count my life in breaths until the moment of my death,
But until that comes all that is to be done,
Is to search for light inside my soul,
Ill strike a match to ignite the fire ,
That will burn inside my soul,
And in the glow i may finally know what ticks inside of me,
Goodnight to sorrow perhaps tomorrow will fill with joy,
There may be a place for me inside this soul,
I want it not for what i might receive,
But for something of worth i have to offer.