A complete waste of my energy,
An implication of rottenness.
In pursuit of my own happiness,
Only to discover a tragedy.
But I never authorized this matter.
Life is not what I expected,
Death seems to be the mastermind.
Capturing my total essence,
Leaving me drained of my energy,
Leaving me breathless,
All without my authorization.
The questions we ask the Heavenly Father, arise from our curiosities about the mystery.
Life,
Love,
Emotion.
The different galaxies that embody the human.
For I never asked to be a man,
And yet I am.
She never asked to be a woman,
And yet she is.
All without our authorization.
Unauthorized
