The days have passed
The days have passed and I am left standing
What good is truth when it can not be fathomed
What good are words when each one holds different meaning
What good is love if it can be passed by like a weary hitchhiker
What good is it to know someone and then have them change into someone you do not know
What good is honesty without caring
What good is personal happiness if everyone in your wake is sad
What good is it to just walk away and not look back
What good are you to me