Grasping trying to get everything out the way,
Not knowing what life will bring today,
Sometimes I feels as if Im slowly withering away,
Could even say i was traped in some ways,
Longing to break free from my mind,
Not waiting for things to get better in time,
Doubting things to be real,
Because real shoudnt have such a terrible feel,
Lastly drawing in my life,
Knowing others is far worse than mine,
So i turn my head from the negatovity inside,
Hope to see the good of this long life in sure time.