When I start to question life
When anything good is superficial
When inside I strife
A double-image is beneficial
It's an illusion
Resting my head on someone's shoulder
Being a girl and not tougher
Guess I need to survive on my own
It's okay not to have it all
There is next life waiting in eternity
Feel unfit and unworthy
Afraid of the moment He dives into one's soul
Should I give up..?
Can I give up.?
Am I allowed to give up?
Must I wait till good turns up
People say happiness is an option
So I choose to be (happy)
Will it stop life's poison
No, it won't, trust me
So, I keep on going
Limb and numb, dragging...
While keeping my mind sane
and my hands and feet in lane
Sheila
-who is standing at a crossroad-
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