Karmic Comedy
I could have done this
But I went and did that
Had a chance to keep my mouth shut
Couldn't stop myself from
Saying what I said
Went out and challenged fate
When I should have stayed in bed
If I had a chance to do it all over
Nothing would be any different
I'd do the same damn thing again
I try to fool my conscience
Into believing
I'm a victim of circumstance
I promise to travel a different highway
Knowing there's not a chance.
Because this road to ruin I'm on
Has no place to turn around
No exits no rest stops no roadside attractions
Just ghost towns filled with
dreams and promises I've abandoned
Running on fumes my tank of resolve almost empty
The arrow pointing to E
Remnants of habit still holding me hostage
My life a Karmic Comedy
I'm the only one laughing
I found out the joke is on me.
Copyright © Judge Santiago Burdon | Year Posted 2021
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