~[nothing]~

I wonder why I'm crying, don't know why I'm here.
The moment seems to ripple, then just dissapear.

I don't know where I'm going, I don't know where I am.
Somehow lost in growing, somehow I stand.

My past it plagues the future, while my present is at hand.
I'm not sure if wondering can make me understand.

But I'm lost inside a moment, that never came to be.
And I feel no one will consent to let me be me.

~tbc~