What is the point
of living my life
when I feel so lost
when I feel so alone.
When I'm never accepted
and always shuned
this life its lost
its gentle love.
This world I see
it has no place
for the person I am
and the rouge I became.
I live my life
how I see
to hell with them
they don't know me.
I live my life
in his name
his word is my will
you'll see that today.
My life I gave
to my lord up high
to slay his foe's
and save his kind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem