?going to get answers to my questions
I'm scared of oblivion
I'm scared of my own being and existance in this mad crazy uncontrolable word
I'm afraid of not getting where I want to get
to not lead the amazing life I yern for and deserve
And most of all, I crave the arms around me that will bring some hope and comfort
that'll prove the world is not coming to an end
all I'm asking for is answers
All I'm getting in return is just more questions
and when you try to bend your mind about things,
everything just becoms a blur
a shadow of living
a little glimmer of hope is all I ask for
The truth, to my face, no matter how much it hurts
the courage to keep waking up in the morning
the strength to keep going even though my legs are broken and crushed and my soul is bleeding out of my body
It's very simple putting up a smile
You din't have to be in the theatre to make people believe in your act
You act so tough, every day
You tell people you hope things will work out
All you are right now is a tiny shell trying to protect itself from all the worlds predetors
In nature, the strong ones survive
We are all just animals trying to keep on
I'm trying to keep on
..?Am I able to keep on
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