Why

Why did i had to be the one.
Why is it me, that has born

Walking up with the moon.
The darkness is where i belong.

Time will come, but i'm waiting o so long.

I just keep fighting, and act like i care.

Put on my mask, and pretend my dear.

When my parents pass
i will be sure.
Than it is my time

And for this, is no cure

nor love, nor a smile
can hold forever, but only for a while.

Waiting for my time to come
wandering, with the storm

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