Sunday, December 12, 2004

You, the World and my Questions?

You say that there is no life in the dark
You say that I am killing myself alone
You say that there is no time for nothing
You say that love is no longer a way

The World says that hate is the human mark
The World says that love is already gone
The World says that destiny is for a thing
The World says that you come to play

Love isn’t a way,
Hate is what has left
You aren’t anyway
The destiny of myself

Who are you anyway?
What I want for my life?
When I’ll get all too say?
Where in peace I must die?

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