Search not for the end of the world
For in the end it well find you someday
We travel in circles day by day
Who but the lonely wait for the sun to set
For me the mornings I beget
You see tomorrow begins today
As yesterdays circle past
Forget those errors made yesterday
For they hurt if not dealt away
Love a friend and an enemy as well
For they are searching for the end as well
For forgiving is the chance to rest a spell
We answer to our deeds only at the ringing of the bell
Meaningless as these word appear and troll
They are written on their own as the pen does flow