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My life.

Why is it so hard.

It seems I’m forsaken.

Why hasn’t anyone taken my life.

You’ve taken so many of my family.

Why am I still here.

I’ve lost so many people.

I just wondering why you haven’t taken my life.

I’ve almost seen you so many people.

Why won’t you let me come into your arms.

I’m will to walk into your arms.

I just wondering why you will not come and get me.

I will visit my phantom doors.

With open arms.

Everyone I know has gone over to the light of you.

Why will you not take me.

Is it because I haven’t seen your light.

Or is it because I’m not ready.

I want to see what you want from me.

This is my life.

Is it what you want.

Just to see me in misery.

Or just to make me question why.

I’m still here.

Or why I’m still wandering around.

Looking for the answer.

I just want to know what you want from me.

Well its getting hard to see the light.

And I’m lost and wandering.

I am looking for the light.

Well now I’m lost and looking.

I’m about ready to give up.

And I want to just give up.

And finally see you.