My flights have fancy have flown away.
My imagination has withered and died.
My motivation has lost it's motivation.
My world has shrunk to encompass very little.
My faith died long ago.
My trust is shattered and in peices.
My ego is not overly proud of itself.
But.
My beliefs are still strong.
My hope is eternal.
My will lives on.
My daughter makes me smile.
I will last another day.
