In Stills

I ask myself have I come to a stand still Is this a halt?, or is this only a full stop Because if I were to get back up that hill I think I'd need a catapult to reach the top Perhaps the fact I have now lost the will Maybe a lighting bolt though I think I'd drop And yet again, the same old run of the mill Is it my fault if everything becomes a flop? Again I need that high, looking for that thrill Ignoring an insult if one dose take a pop It's that same old feeling, again having nil Feeling like an empty vault, a worthless crop It's true what they say there's no magic pill Follow a cult but I'd just skip and jump to hop I'm told I've got nothing to lose go for the kill But though I revolt, because I’m in this strop Again another introspection taken from ideas older wonder with pattern again another interpretasion of ones self written by myself davidscott feb 2013 probably makes no sense but whats going on in my head right now dont just another way of clearing my head a bit STILL,,,,,,,,,,,,, STILL TRYING TP ADD EXTRA VERSE MAYBE IN FUTURE