I'm Bleeding with the pain inside me
The ghost of sorrow is haunting me
In every night I think of what will happen to me
In everyday of my life
I lay down all my senses
To fill up the pieces of me that shatter
And my heart is torn into two
Pulverized like sand
I suffer and bleed for the importance
Of my existence
So I'm asking...
Why?
Why am I here for?
What is my purpose?
Why do I Exist?
