walking though the haze,
trees in the breeze,
wake up in a daze,
dying with great ease.

cold weather, cold wind,
hot temper, hot confusion,
i feel so blind, within,
what a life i am losin',

from the end,
to the begining,
now i must send,
the good wishes

to those who love me.
i must disapoint,
fore i must live my life,
but, i ask....why?

good an optimisitic view of life, divine
supani123@yahoo.com

um......thanks