Life

I want to understand this world,
But something makes me wrong.
There is a splinter in my soul,
Which makes me sing my song.
I want to choose my own way,
But enemies don't sleep.
They never tell me: "it's okay."
Just try to swim so deep.
I want to be best!
don't think about rest.
I want to find the truth in evil world.
But Enemies don't sleep,
They try to swim so deep.
They'll never understand
That lake's too cold.


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