does my life have a meaning to it?
day to day i simply drift

drifting to nowhere without a plan
never knowing if i'll ever land

why can't i wake up and reach the dawn?
is it something i've done wrong?

why can't i wake up from this dream?
is anything the way it does seem?

is this a dream, a nightmare, or is it life?
will i find an end to my strife?

if i die, will i wake up?
is it alright, is it enough?

if i take this knife to my wrist
will i find escape from this?

is suicide truely a sin?
or is it a way to finally reach him?