Why do I write this
Why am I here
No one can see me
No one can talk to me
The end is near
No not of the world
Or even the book
Not you and not i
We might all survive
Why
Why do I write this
Why am I here
No one can see me
No one can talk to me
The end is near
No not of the world
Or even the book
Not you and not i
We might all survive
