I went where it was quiet.
I could see the sunset Orange with a hint of violet.
I reached where I thought was the peak.
Its so quiet I study my surroundings and still do not find the answer in which I seek.
All the mixed emotion we chose to feel.
I have never felt so I could not tell what was real.
I have learned my lesson blinded by the clouds that met the mountain.
In search for a drink I find a small endless pool like a fountain.
Im naive I wish for wisdom but I drink for youth.
I drink and drink until my mind is lost what is the truth.
let me be young forever or die now what do I have to lose.
I\'ll lose what I never had achanse to to grasp.
A life of less pain and a little more laughs.
But things could of been worse.
Give me strength for a difficult life no easy way out, Pain is my religion this mountain is my church.
The clouds clear up I have released I had not made it close to its peak.
My clouds that met my mountain where does this story end maybe a future whit her I could never see.