I think to myself
Why do I have to suffer?
Why can't I be wrong?
Getting judged makes it only tougher
To push through this mess
I don't want any more of these tests
These tests from God
Testing me in every step I take
No, there is no reward
Not anything for what you make
All roads lead to that one place
That one phase, that one cage
Where everything is dark
And no spark or no page
Of a new day
Where everything will seem okay
I'm tied up with this thought
I'm dried up, oh my have I fought
I'm thirsty for some knowledge
Of what lies ahead
Ahead of all the nights
I have garnished with care
Ahead of all the fights
Can I come back from there?
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