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Jadix · 03-20-2007, 07:47 PM

Sometimes it feels like, I dont have a purpose.
Like nothing inside has any worth.
Like all I do is feel what hurts,
But I cant point a finger.

I tried to be cool but, thats not how it works.
Gave her my passion but quickly learned
Im too lonely for a crowded world,
There must be something more.

Stuck in the backseat, nobody's driving.
No control and lost on a highway.
I still enjoy the trees going by,
Oh the pleasures of life.

03-20-2007, 07:47 PM	#1 (permalink)
Jadix infamous nimbus Join Date: Mar 2006 Posts: 140	The little pleasures Sometimes it feels like, I dont have a purpose. Like nothing inside has any worth. Like all I do is feel what hurts, But I cant point a finger. I tried to be cool but, thats not how it works. Gave her my passion but quickly learned Im too lonely for a crowded world, There must be something more. Stuck in the backseat, nobody's driving. No control and lost on a highway. I still enjoy the trees going by, Oh the pleasures of life. Last edited by Jadix; 03-21-2007 at 07:57 AM.