Free Fall

My life’s a blurry vision
At the pressure point 
And still cant make a decision 
Caught a glimpse of my reflection 
A good heart in jeopardy of detection
I Look up 
But there no pictures on the wall 
I think I’m in free fall
I’m depressed, over stressed 
But never the less, I’m only a guest 
Got a dial tone but no one to call 
I’m drifting into free fall
Minimum wage 
Won’t let me to act my age 
Fending with rage 
But can't turn the page
I'm tired of fighting 
My palms drip lightning 
I ain't happy here 
And the future still ain't clear
Have nightmares for no reason
Give light scares 
During the blood shed season
Get knocked down and crawl 
I'm trying to stand tall But
I'm in FREE FALL
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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