These are the Days

They tell us these are the days, the best days of our lives
And I wish, wish that it was true
Life seems so hard, and yet so simple I could die
Of confusion, but I move on and so I try


Try to remember why I am here
Here to live. Here to give
Give myself to whatever it is.
My purpose on earth.


Running through my mind
Thousands and millions of useless thoughts
Girls and Simpsons, life's two questions.
Girls are harder, God please help me,
I wonder the desert alone...
Looking for her I'm alone
Who she is, what she'll want
Questions of mine I ask alot.


Life.......
Life is a place to be, happy and sad
Emotions were all I had.
All I could do was write this for you
You don't exist, so who am I writing for.


Running through my mind,
Thoughts of the perfect female
Cute as can be
Into my music, sci-fi and me
All I can ask is this.
I know it's too much, but ignorance is bliss.