Faite

Faite is nothing put a word,

Does it really mean anything,

Why would you beleive in something so

Desiuing,

You have no contral over your life if you

Beleive in faite,

What do you find in faite?

A man, a woman, something that's ment to be,

Faite is like destiny, there just words,

No beginning, no end, no contral,

My feelings are my faite,

You can't contral them,

They just happen,

They point you in the right direction,

Sometimes there not always right,

Sometimes you fall down,

But there's always a reason,

And there's always someone who will

Catch you,

You just have to listen, and wait,

And you find your faite