Over the years ive made mistakes, Ive hurt people who cared about me. Walking around for hours and hours trying to wake up from this dream they call reality trying to find that secret potion that will finally open my eyes. I couldn't accept that this was all there was. I convinced myself that one of these drops will be the one the one that would give me my conference with god. The conference that would end it all. Years i spent striving for a purpose. My body grew worn my soul was very thinned. I still haven't found that purpose. As I grow older I fall into this conformity the call life. What a joke. Nothing's changed. I'm still the same empty soul I was before, living in an empty world with no real purpose but to exist.
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