Eye Try So Hard (Angel of Sadness)
I try so very hard
I don’t know why
I try so very hard
Yet I always fall short
I swear, I try so very hard
I promised myself to never dwell on passing events
But it seems my misery is lasting suspense
There’s no peace for me here
Left out in the open
Yet the quality is so unclear
As I spread this intoxication all through my body
It seems our father has forgot me
My only vision remains my enemies plot to be
Rest, press for tax returns on a spot to pee
Complaints to sustain, I seem to never be satisfied
Guess it’s just me
The hardest part to bow down
And trust in thee
It’s society; I’ve been cursed from the start
Will I survive this morning?
Or will I tear my sanity apart
Nothing to be forever kept
It’s all vanity in a day’s art
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2007
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