Life is difficult
i can't seem to see
who i am,
or who i'm suppose to be
just another stupid plea
like the ones that came before
if I feel to be free , it could be more then a stupid plea I look now for a new door
the door wasn't there before
so i ran throough the damn door
on the next floor, i want to find a glass of milk.. that alone is what i need
The need to breathe sweetly in life is what i need
the need to be needed even if I need to be needy