Fixations
Hey, at least I write.
Its my only defense against the
world
And its many red lights
I'm good to go, who hasn't seen
I'm always right there
Just passionately listening
There's so much pressure
On our situations
We kill this time
all with our own fixations
And think of the others
The millions of fathers, mothers,
Sisters and brothers
Who pass the time abusing
eachother
And even yet, some main line
For an even bigger hit
But screw all that and watch the
"Better half"
As they drive to the bank and Polish
their "golden calf"
Yea, I'd rather write
It doesn't hurt a soul
Even when it bites
I don't hit women or hurt babies to
vent
I walk my path home and pitch a
New tent
Its really, really hard. Trust me
I know
when all you have is time to kill the
pain below
So you like me
Bare these time quite bitterly
we sing. We dance.
We get messed up no matter the
circumstace
I pass this time the good, defying
way
Life will come thru
Just move what's in the way
Human fixation rules both good and
bad. Just stay on your feet and pick
your own path.
Copyright © Addam Hughes | Year Posted 2012
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