Where am I going
Where am I going?
Where am I going? There is no sign.
There is no body to make sunshine.
There is nobody that I can trust.
There is no proof that can be just.
There is no desire, there is no game.
There is nobody but me to blame.
There is no death, there is no grave.
There is no power, in order to save.
The place that I am going, where is this place?
Nothing seems real to leave a trace.
There is no trace, there is no clue
They promised heaven without they knew.
I am so lost within my mind
Nothing but pain kept me confined.
Copyright © Pashang Salehi | Year Posted 2015