Without it I'm nothing
Stranded on a deserted island
For miles all I saw was sand
Blazing heat from the sun, I can feel my skin being tanned
I look up and glad I wasn’t dead
That my head was still there
Nothing can comfort me now, nothing but my head
No food or water can keep me alive other than my mind
Without it I will have no hope no faith
Because my mind keeps all the memory
And all of these memory will soon turn into energy
Memory of the family, memory of joys
Memory of me when I was a boy
I feel the goosebumps goes down my body
It felt something big is coming my way
Like a tsunami it came like the flood
All these feeling they came gushing out like blood
A moment of peace, a moment of joy
Oh it keeps away all of the unnecessary noise
Noise that keeps pushing me toward the light
Noise that would keep me away from the fight of life
All I have now is the thoughts that I think
Because without it I’m nothing.
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