"Questions Without Answers"

Who am I, why am I here
These constant questions I ask
As they continue to smear
Inside my mind walk the confusions
Questions without answers and never solutions
I want to vanish I want to disappear
To stop searching for an answer and leave far away from here
At times I feel that I can cope
And somewhere inside there's a little hope
Then that bit of comfort has to end
I'm always right where I started again
Lost inside these questions that poke at my mind
So long I wondered and still I have to find
Refusing to live another damaged day
Without purpose I'll burn away

By April
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