Doubts..??
How come one can be so prone to
..Signore confusion..
Or missy emptiness
Be gone lar
For the Angel is here
She deals with the Devil
So get lost
Tired.. Exhaustion..
Life is not real
Wake up from thy dream
Don't wear qn marks like chains
But without, it'll all be
............... and nothing more
So how?
How should life be?
Phases has passed then
Which one is you?
Are you really you?
Or someone you think
Perhaps perhaps perhaps
Doubts just appear
Bringing you away to the W.O.R.L.D.
World Of Realistically Lost Dimensions
Bloody..
Its a bloody world...