The Pied Piper

I just want to live while I am alive, I want you to get me out of this witless dive, I want to drive through my memories, You are not my subservient appetite. I want to read you until you are alive, I want to listen to you until you no longer share your archive, You are nowhere near my quibbles, And I am nothing but a mere turmoil. The troubles you want to concise, Doesn't make you anything near wise, To make the conversation even smarter, To not recognise your own voice like a shrewd pied piper. The highway Life is full of marginalised sins, The driver is the only witness by any means, The nightlife cannot be reversed, Now, you are never going to be nurtured. I am drowning in the night, You are running out of time, You love to hide your loneliest crimes, I love to be destroyed in my prime.