Am I the bad for me?
A knife through vein would end me But where'd I stand then? My Soul would linger through the dead With no sign of life left I want to touch the sky See beyond the shady clouds I want to breathe inside the deepest ocean Clean myself and about My heart belongs to a different A difficult kingdom My mind is the stop of me To think beyond my wisdom I'm quite between the living and Living with non living Non living stops the living Am I beyond those shiny diamonds? Or I cost of the mud under the shoe?
