The world is new.
I try to find just what I might say
that would help to show you the way,
but it’s just not really there.
Every life is so different
and so unique.
What works for one
turns out to kill the next.
Now the poision I take keeps my heart beating in my chest.
I live for the sunrise and the sunset.
The wind and the breeze are my dreams as they sail through another sunny day.
My life is a few moments left at the end of one crazy race,
where I am the winner and the loser of every single place.