April 19, 2009
Who am I living for?
It’s no longer me
Where did my will go?
Is it too far to see?
Perhaps it just got lost
And is awaiting to be found
So quietly I’ll look for it
I will not make a sound
My journey’s a secret
A travel untold
I cannot reveal it
The feeling, too cold
I cannot show or share
The way I want to end
So I’ll just go on silently
For myself I’ll have to fend
But where has it gone?
And where can it strive?
I’ll have to keep searching
To just stay alive

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