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| I Think I am | | I think I am but maybe not I might be lying in a plot six feet of dirt above my head My life is done if I am dead is this a dream am I asleep or am I buried very deep I try to rise but cannot stand this end is not what i had planned I try to breath but theres no air I gnash and claw and pull my hair how could this happen im not dead theres thoughts alive inside my head Im young Im strong Im not prepared on top of that Im really scared If this is not a dream you see then this has been the death of me | |||