There is a little bit of fire in my eyes.
There is a litle bit of love in my heart.
Yet there is something I long for,
I know not, but i feel that emptiness
There is a little bit of softness in my hands
There is a little bit of happiness in my memories
Yet there is someone I long for,
I know not, but i feel that loneliness
There is a bit of immaturity in my ways,
There is a bit of right in my every wrongs
Yet there is some place I long for,
I know not, but i feel that restlessness,
The emptiness makes me emotionless.
The loneliness makes me faithless.
The restlessness makes me mad.
I know not if I am good, but am sure not bad.
I know not if I am true, but am sure not lying.
I know not if I was right, but my intentions were never wrong.
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