Never An Answer The time is now, But why does it feel like I am praying catch up with everythingG? Hopes that once were on fire are now Doused by the lack of effort. Maintaining a certain image All for the benefit of others, But this is me, I scream. Surrounded by things that matter, Things that are real. People would kill to be where others are. surrounded by things that matter, Things that are real. Questions arise quicker than I could ever answer. A place in your heart is all i ever wanted, wishing something would stick. Pen to paper, a simple task that requires a thought. So deep, so profound, no one would believe.