You Shall See the Dusk and Dawn- Part 2
So I got up and left and said it might get better but I won’t hold my breath
I’ve pondered on death but I guess I fail to grasp the meaning of life
So how can I dare express myself through death
How can I get off on the right foot when I can’t manage the left
Just a kid fallen from the nest
But not one to flock blindly like the rest
Finding typo’s in the program
Walking among the damned
A wolf in a sheep’s clothing
Not self loathing
Asking for not an ounce of pity even when life gets rough
Losing life is a pity
But I’m admitting that I’m getting close to dying off
I toss and turn trying to burn
Some lessons needed to be learned
Maybe I’m starting to turn the corner
The signs warn but ignoring signs is something I’m good at
Another dead end
Accompanies some smooth new trend I bend into my ideology
My thoughts boggle me
So I try to toggle my eyes to find a better view
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