ego sum non certus

in the blue blue sky,
there lies a hunter that makes me cry,
i bleed, it feeds and i can never ask why,
because in the end i never learned to say goodbye.

there have been many days,
i have thought of many ways,
just to see if i can,
end something that never began.

i saw everything, but understood few,
like a stump i just grew,
like the wind that aimlessly blew,
an idiot without a single clue.

i die taking everything i knew,
having passion in the little, the small, the few,
believing in the end, the eternal sunshine, my bedroom view,
a smile on my face, still the idiot without a single clue.