All On Me
All on Me…
I can’t help but feel the strain
Of the weight of a world I created
Can’t mistake my inner faults and guilt
That I have fallen way too short
No serenade can I sing to you
And of that I am ashamed
No resolution and no compromise on the position I am in
No other answer to the question than to turn and look at me
Point the finger in my direction because in the end it is all on me…
Can I right the wrongs that I’ve done each day
Can two wrongs make a right of me
Can I face the failures of my past
Or of this day right here and now?
If the mirror reflects the shadow or the light
And if I’ll remain a part of the picture, we’ll see
I am short on definition
But long on words that paint the picture
Feeling like I can’t move from day to day…
I believe I must align my heart and mind as one
My body and soul right behind
They must follow suit, they must fall into line
It may be my last chance at life…and it is high time we stood to live!
No resolution and no compromise, I cannot sacrifice our needs
In the end it is all on me
No other answer to the question than to turn and look at me
Point the finger in my direction because in the end it is all on me…
I have to ask, for how long will you believe in this dream??
Because in the end, I want it all to fall on me…
Copyright © Michael Domaracki | Year Posted 2013
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