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I can't seem to find my goals

My problem is I can't seem to find my way out of this hole

My heart and soul enrol hapiness, and i'm happy for the minute

I touch down on reality and grow from the roots of the concrete

Who would have known that I would be a daddy this time last year?

I couldnt have made this up, and now i'm caught up in my own prayers

All in the space of a year i've had my life ripped apart

Its like a drum beat to a song that plays on my heart

My year has been like a drum beat to a song

I feel as if i've been back packing through the dark nights in search of my home

The song keeps on playing until it's gone off beat and starts to sound wrong

My year has been weighed up so much that it could move mountains

Its like a vicious circle that cycles through my brain

My year has been a nightmare and it seems unreal

I lost my job and everything and it doesn't seem real

I can't see life through my blood shot eyes

And the pain makes me see life through my own lines

My heart caught led thorn and it ripped through my soul

I just want to have a father figure that I could just grab and hold

If you could read my mind it would read nothing but a cry for help

And If I can't trust you then thats only because I can't seem to trust myself

I feel hopeless, helpless and most of all I feel demoralised

My heart and soul came together to form its own suicide

You can be as good as dead if these things gives up and die

I feel lonely and i'm alone with no where to go

I'm a follower so I continue to follow my shadow

Be thankful for what you have and for what you have got

Because you never know if you'll get to see tomorrow.