This feeling is that of a shroud covering what is true, not able to reconsile for what ive done Never ending thoughts of what could have been, lonley am I no one to share thoughts and reams. I need a way out,Perhaps that of a move to a new start, a new life to an ever closer arivile to the future of whom I may be This new life shall be strange to me, Though its inevitable, I seem to be ready, my future is set for me, scared as I may be, there be no need It is rightcious to belive that i am one of thoes with no question to as whom I shall be. --