ALL I FIND IS HURT.

There never seems to be an answer

I keep on questioning so blindly

I don`t know what it is I`m after

I guess I`m really trying to find me...

And as life goes by I keep asking why

Nothing seems to work all I find is hurt.

I`m floating on a cloud of hoping

Looking to someone for justice

Instead of reaching I`m just groaping

Once again I have to curse this...

I am trying to see what I`m doing to me

So where should I start all I find is hurt.

It becomes the normal after a while

You see the fake in a genuine smile

I search my mind

And all I find...

No if or but

You`re right...it`s hurt !

There`s many things in life on offer

I`d always sit back to be given

But times are changing so I`ll bother

And I will then let go the victim...

And as life goes on I will move as strong

And I`ll then depart from simply finding hurt.