Whether to stay, or to die, climbing the walls... or sit and cry.
Reaching for answers within one's soul, asking, God.... when will they go.
But the more they ask, beg, and plead, the more never will their souls be freed.
They reach and grasp before at God golden light, and pray to him to make this useless life right.
But the answers always lie within our fate, and for someone like you and me it always comes..... too late.
