You Shall See the Dusk and Dawn- Part 2

So I got up and left and said it might get better but I won’t hold my breath I’ve pondered on death but I guess I fail to grasp the meaning of life So how can I dare express myself through death How can I get off on the right foot when I can’t manage the left Just a kid fallen from the nest But not one to flock blindly like the rest Finding typo’s in the program Walking among the damned A wolf in a sheep’s clothing Not self loathing Asking for not an ounce of pity even when life gets rough Losing life is a pity But I’m admitting that I’m getting close to dying off I toss and turn trying to burn Some lessons needed to be learned Maybe I’m starting to turn the corner The signs warn but ignoring signs is something I’m good at Another dead end Accompanies some smooth new trend I bend into my ideology My thoughts boggle me So I try to toggle my eyes to find a better view