i think its time to go,

i dont feel the strenght to fight the struggle, 

no more i wish i could suddener to love but i dunno  how 

its the little things i suppose often think of these left behind but me meself am one of them 

broken behind but yet so ahead of time 

never been one for truth, so i suppose i grind my teeth and dare to love otheir day,

cause my heart believes richest will bless the poor, the poor will bless the rich and we all become one.