An unworldly beloved girl trapped in a world of unanswered questions.
Wondering why! // When I ponder, “My life is deep”.
So deep that it has more intensity levels than a shovel.
Seemingly, it looks like I know the directions.
I desperately try to find my way through the dept of the dirt that I did not cause myself.
But my life seems to be rich somewhere else.
I notice every once in a while there are shovels in my life.
But they only dig for themselves.
Financially; // my family is scarred, dirt debt.
Trying to dig deep, deep and deeper; // but not knowing my life is always
Having hindrances and being penniless.
Not knowing how deep that can get me.
So I ask anybody, "help me, help me; //
Please don’t break me".