Metaphore of Me
Upon the path that I chose,
so many questions had arose,
About my Love and of my Life,
Will God above send me a Wife?
Will our world ever see Peace?
I questioned my Soul and my beliefs,
What in this world will become of me,
and when I pass on will I be set free?
Free from the chains that had burdened me,
Free of the pains of how I came to be the man I now see?
Upon the path that I chose,
so many questions had arose,
The anwser was there right under my nose,
So I searched my soul right down to my toes
I had to expose into the air,each and every layer upon layer,
Scattered were the answers in the questions everywhere...
Too much pain my mind was getting hot,
was it all in vain,so I stressed alot,
Some how, I just had to connect the dots,
awoke in a cold sweat,alone in my cott,
Then the answer became clear to me,
it lifted my burden and set my soul free,
Live life to the Fullest,be all you can be,
Do the best you can with what you can see,
Forget the past because it won't last,and just be Happy...