Through the Years

Looking through the years that have passed, pretending that I regret nothing.
I must apply myself in life. I’m searching for something…
I don’t know…
Always standing at the crossroad, choosing a path I will walk.
It is like a gamble that we can’t ignore…
And I play…
I’m weak to find myself, the reason for my life.
Remember who I used to be… still waiting for the helping hand.
Feeling lost and confused, tired of constant uncertainty that is hunting me.
Changes… look at me I’m not the man I used to be
Before…
I’m weak to find myself, the reason for my life.
Remember who I used to be… still waiting for the helping hand.
Remember who I used to be… still waiting for the helping hand.
I’m weak to find myself, the reason for my life.
Remember who I used to be… still waiting for the helping hand.
I have lost my way in life, in this maze I slowly die.
Childhood has ended and now I’m drowning in the sea called life.
Youth has no things to regret, but it’s time to think about
What I have done…
Am I another faceless shadow in the crowd?
Is there any reason for my life?
Am I another victim of deception?
Are there any answers to my questions?