Days come and go and i am watching
My life passing by before my very eyes
A rose wilting before its prime
For a long time waiting for rays of sunshine
Not a single beam of light in sight
Am I blind or in darkness? Have I lost my mind to
The point that I no longer have perception of my senses?
Happiness eludes me like a distant memory
Trying to pursue it I become my worst enemy
I no longer have the strength or energy to fake
A smile and pretend that everything is fine
My life is not sunshine and rainbows its dark skies
And thunderstorms
I am cold lost and alone
Its weighs heavily on my soul wandering aimlessly
Like its a biological necessity I am suppose to have a destiny
The point of my existence is a great mystery