Why?
Why do I feel condemned to write!
To write
My thoughts
My dreams
My strengthsMy weaknesses
Is that the only way for me to
Relax
Is that the only way for me to
Think
Am I the only one that sees what's happening!
Am I the only one that feels the earth?
Why am I forced to believe that my God speaks to me?
WHY!!!!
Am I just put here to waste away, Damnit!
Am I just a waste of space?
I might a well be
After all,
Everything I do has already been done
Everything I think has already been thought
My wishes
My dreams
They all belong to someone else
EVERYTHING!!!!!
All I want
Is to be heard…
