Clueless
By Syn
Blank
Alone
Scared
Questions rise
Questions of life
What do I do
What god do I serve?
Where do I go for answers?
When all faith has abandoned me
And I am left with doubt
Where do I send my soul
in the blackest night?
Where do I lose myself?
What do I deserve?
No one to answer...
I'm bound inside my own mind
But still I try
To live...But I just die.
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Copyright 2004 Syn
Published on Sunday, July 4, 2004.
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