Isolation and Desolation
When no one talks to you
The more you think there's something wrong with you
But you think, no, that's impossible
Well not really though, a lot'll get you thinking you're unstoppable
That you're not who you really are, but still a star will follow through
Fly away, another day and keep a gaze just in case
You make a wish, hopin' it comes true
in a matter of days, still you, plain old, same ol' pair of shoes
You keep wearing, try to grow out of'em but you keep stressing
Feeling like a heaping mess,
And seen the less of being tested
Can't fix that with the least bit of Rogain
for dark grey in those shoulder pains
From the weight you're shouldering, it's smoldering
Getting colder, as you get older but soon the motor may
Kick into gear and you feel interesting as much as May
And such is great when you feel happy as much as they
Copyright © Tyler Gillespie | Year Posted 2015
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