Drowning In a Pool of Aged Tears
drowning in a pool of aged tears
so frozen and unable to move
truly experiences my every worst fears
so immobile and devoid of my usual groove
i guess i will walk with no focus on a lonely road
i guess i will not exist to all those that still love me
i might as well be one with those under a forgotten bridge with depression overload
i might as well put on a fake smile and observe all the footprints on my chest from all of the happy people above me
i once had a youthful exuberance that many did so admire
i once was put on a pedestal for the zest and effervescence of my whole anatomy
now i cower in a dingy dark oblivion to permanently retire
this new reality will receive from me no gratitude to the academy
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