my north my east my south my west
hot summers day in a sweaty vest
a cup of hot coco on a blistful winters night
my weapon in a dangerous fight
the bread to my sandwhich
the chicken to my curry
A taxi insted of a bus in a hurry
the solution to all my problems
the reason i try
the reason i fight
i want to give up i just might
you gave up on me
took all in the atlantic sea
though a drop will remain
dear lord help me im in pain
~H1
