What Is Truth?
I tried to follow some Truth and Moral
Now I sit here like I had no option
I thought I had to love every pal
Life has been tough, I thought my friends were gone
How could spirit stand by my side – you know?
Nothing, I mean nothing meant my pathway
What I gave I got back like I sow
Every bit and flesh of me should turn hay
Love, hate, feelings, everything seemed so dead
This my place was like after a havoc
I had no hope to find a soul to wed
Madness is my latest hope and stock
What then is Truth, what is it all about?
I´ve had enough of searching: this I shout!
Copyright © Lis Lovén | Year Posted 2005
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