i'll die here...

Ain’t no sunshine cuz the day is gone...but a lovely day it will be when I’m free...when I’m really home. I try to sustain the dreams..but I can’t bear them. I was FREE! I say. I swear it!....I add. It’s hard to dream than to live. You realize that life isn’t what it present itself to be. I smile. Cause dreams, they take you to another place, another land. As I walk through the pained cemetary, talking to the dirt...I can’t help that I find comfort and peace. I finally do. I wish to stay here. I lay here. I’m meant for here!