I have been walking aimlessly for too long.
Yet even if I want to stop;
And reach a place finally,
I am still stagnant like always.
I wonder just how
I've been going on like that.
Why do I live?
Or a wish to not waste this life?
Is there somewhere I can find peace?
Where I lay with nothing to worry
Where someone waits just for me
And fills this empty me
Maybe it's all just a dream
Never to come true..
I guess I will sleep
So the mind may fill
What this body couldn't