My Mountain-Top; My everything.

As I walk and talk my way up the mountian top, I shed one last tear.

As it falls, I see it isnt exactly clear. 

This was my life, this was my purpose?! Pretty lame if you ask me.

But you didn't so I'll contiinue. 

Thinking of "HER"! But talking to him, and fucking her. 

To do is what is unknown. Lost, for this is the reason I am on my mountain-top.

Straight as an arrow, gay as eight guys blowing nine? Bi as a good. Who the fuck knows.........                  

.......................to be continued