As i am in heart ache wondering why...
I see i am happy, but why is it i am dreading tomorrow.
When i am scared if i feel rubbish.
Could it be That Saturday i wait for all week is so beautiful it makes everything else seem dull.
Could it be the gat inside lay a secret weopon to make bundles of richness and possesions.
Or could it just be what i'll be.
I shall never know because it never bothered me.
I will figure it out.
Only after a long time of wonders to my heart and open mind and soul.