Although love has left me again
I found another way to leave this misery.
All through nothing, I have found nothing ever as sweet.
As sweet a move as to love myself.
And to be happy, a difficult task.
A task unpleasant and hard to see.

Oh, no one knows the greatest thing of all.
I do everything all by myself and for myself
And all with the freedom of expressing myself.
No constrictions, just happiness and mme.

As long as the sun don't blast
The plants grow on and the banks don't close,
I'll live on till the day I don't.

The pain of living is not realising it
And maybe one day a lil wish might come true...
That someone'll come along and share everything
And happiness will be multiplied by two.

by Jay
(archived: http://xz0ne.cjb.net, voidmatsumoto@yahoo.co.uk)