when we tell someone we love them...
do we ever stop?
when we look at something with meaning...
do we ever forget it?
when we hear a song that get stuck in our head...
do we ever miss the lyrics?

Can we help our nature?
what we where meant to do?
who we meant to be with?
where we where meant to go?
it all has purpose
a reason behind it
we may never know what that reason is
we may never understand it
but maybe we wherent meant to..

Here I sit with blade in hand
wanting to leave this land
I lost a friend n now I cry
Wishing God would let me die
Stupid mistakes I can't take back
I feel as though I'm going to crack
if it wherent for my children keeping me sain
I'd let my blood wash away my pain