Its been long since i wrote , that pain has left me
left me all the more longing for suffering and tears.
The light of gloom doesn't sizzle only my feelings seem to drip.
I know no right but lies that i speak of,
I know no life but the air i breathe of.
In days that pass my shoulders seam cracked,my thoughts are marred
and my life patched
For all i know i no not to understand them all,
only if you could answer for why was i born
why was i born,why,i have no sight or no thought i didn't cross
no tree no stone i left untouched
yet the mystery seems to walk far away and i only search the static
yet the dynamic in HIM has left me clogged
the sins i feel no sinner any more
the life feel no worth for anymore
death and breath go equal to me
just passing my time here ,i bless to be free
all love and life are lost i don't know for what i am bore
why was i born tell me o Know-all tell me
why was i born ,why were u born??
like a quiver of arrows,questions shoot at me
all the questions unsaid and unanswered
i am but a being of very little wisdom
my strength is weak and i shiver at the slightest of test
i wreck my being for i do understand why to for it is so
though none are answered it all goes to my pillow
again i wonder why am i asking these questions ,what for
why shouldn't i just walk the walk they all walk
i just think to break free,be a rebellion or even better a maverick i guess
do something no ones done stand out,be new,be looked onto
its this that seems to eat me up inside,to go that way or walk an empty life
why was i born?
or was it to this day to stand in the middle and question the lord
or for a purpose i don't see or cant fathom
maybe a higher calling beckons
what it is ,I'm ready to give my life
but wait isnt this the path i dreamt of every night
its all so confusing which thing may i choose
should i choose,do i have the right to choose
do i even have the right to ask
to ask as to why was i born
maybe ,maybe not
left me all the more longing for suffering and tears.
The light of gloom doesn't sizzle only my feelings seem to drip.
I know no right but lies that i speak of,
I know no life but the air i breathe of.
In days that pass my shoulders seam cracked,my thoughts are marred
and my life patched
For all i know i no not to understand them all,
only if you could answer for why was i born
why was i born,why,i have no sight or no thought i didn't cross
no tree no stone i left untouched
yet the mystery seems to walk far away and i only search the static
yet the dynamic in HIM has left me clogged
the sins i feel no sinner any more
the life feel no worth for anymore
death and breath go equal to me
just passing my time here ,i bless to be free
all love and life are lost i don't know for what i am bore
why was i born tell me o Know-all tell me
why was i born ,why were u born??
like a quiver of arrows,questions shoot at me
all the questions unsaid and unanswered
i am but a being of very little wisdom
my strength is weak and i shiver at the slightest of test
i wreck my being for i do understand why to for it is so
though none are answered it all goes to my pillow
again i wonder why am i asking these questions ,what for
why shouldn't i just walk the walk they all walk
i just think to break free,be a rebellion or even better a maverick i guess
do something no ones done stand out,be new,be looked onto
its this that seems to eat me up inside,to go that way or walk an empty life
why was i born?
or was it to this day to stand in the middle and question the lord
or for a purpose i don't see or cant fathom
maybe a higher calling beckons
what it is ,I'm ready to give my life
but wait isnt this the path i dreamt of every night
its all so confusing which thing may i choose
should i choose,do i have the right to choose
do i even have the right to ask
to ask as to why was i born
maybe ,maybe not
