life,is it in my hand?

look at myself in the early night
standing here alone,on a side of a road
look, i see my self without a light
every one left me ,a tear just showed

life and what the hell is her meaning
i searched for an answer no one could found
i am tiered alone what is that feeling
knowing that no one here no one around

my goal is to end what i have left in time in this life
it's a long time went waiting for some hope to be sent
my years of darkness tomorrow will close number five
and i still ask my self crying.life,is it in my hand.