Burning Question
Burning Question
A life of banging my head against the wall
Searching for answers
I am plagued by instant replays
Haunting me
Taunting me
Isolation has become my companion
Dark emotions has become my jailor
I am chained to my life of despair
I see no redemption ahead
Nothing seem amiss to those around me
I have played my role perfectly
But I am weary, so weary
My bone aches from the daily grind of preparing myself to what is to come my way
How I yearn to feel the welcoming touch of the morning sun
To have answers to my questions that burns deep in my soul
Why am I here?
Is this my finale?
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