Enveloped by suffering Hoping to find the way to our Great Perhaps Straight and fast is our only clue Forgiving is our way through Thinking of the future is our way to escape the present Belief that we are invincible because it’s true Fighting to survive, seeking to hope Knowing we’ll all fall apart Always screwing up never forgiving our self Slowly pulling away from their memories, falling into an inevitable end We are all born into this labyrinth and, we hope for the Great Perhaps. We are all leaving- Taking paths not walked before in this maze called life Somewhere- waiting, searching- our sweet escape awaits Say great last words; make impressions on others for that’s how we'll live on.