LIFE IS A MYSTERY
LIFE IS A MYSTERY Life is a mystery when I don’t know whereOr what time I was bornIs it night or the brake of dawnOh why does it matter cos did she really care All I know that she left meNear the hospital door stepTo be all aloneCrying loud for being hungryCos I was then just a small baby Or really this is crazyOf having two birthdaysNot knowing the real monthI was born inOk so I forgive you for your sin The sin you did must have beenFor a good reasonOh how can you reject and brakeThe bondage for your own childFor gods sake Maybe you could have kept a picture nearSo that I will treasure it dearAt least then I know your imageAll I now have is in my mindIs the image I have create At least you should haveWritten all about meSo that others who find meWill know who I was born toAnd what to really do Are you a live or are you deadAre you rich and well fedDo you really think of meAs I really doYes I know that all of thisWill never be answered
