So this is it,
The trip became weird,
Hard, easy, loving, and musical,
Hating, waiting, breathing and living.

I am nobody
I am from nowhere
I go to everywhere,
Whatever,
To any place that calls my name.

I still see the light before the dark,
I still see the unsense,
But i'll grow,
I'll meet myself,
I'll find the thing for what is worth to living,
For what its worth to be alive.

I got no plan,
I dont need it yet,
But i know i'll move on.