Must have been such a sight, for the eyes of those who wonder the world between me and a new life.
I have suffered so much, but at the same time so little.
I have witnessed death, to love and life, from hate.
Everyday I think about the world that may or may not be real, where a soul can walk. But everyday I never find out.
I am still here, walking this world with no path to follow.

I'm lost, but I still walk...