
I.
Sit,
Knowing.
Hardly showing,
The pain and guilt I feel.
Is this world of mine even real?
Panic struck.
What the f…
Now I try
Then I cry
The arrow,
Points the way.
I.
Sit,
Knowing.
Hardly showing,
The pain and guilt I feel.
Is this world of mine even real?
Panic struck.
What the f…
Now I try
Then I cry
The arrow,
Points the way.