Please don't go

I think that all my thoughts are useless
They can't be all nurtured by you always
I guess I live just a worthwhile, for the meantime
I am at a river by its bank searching its end
You are at the opening looking the beginning

What would have happened if roads were same?
What would have happened if ways were same?
Thoughts can't be bound by limitations
Thoughts just can't change so often
Insane, psychic as I am now and then

Roots, bloody roots have the problem
Why scold a fruit, roots have failed
There are words that must be said
There are words must be heard
That there’s nothing mean as quite absurd

It’s now or never,
I prey it not to be over,
All voices can't chant prayer
All people are normal me just a sober
New world find the new ones, not the old slayer

Curse me, hate me, and slap me that’s O.K
Leave me alone in the darkness
Coz I am so scared of the light
That I might never see.