I see the contradictions in my life
am I then a product or the producer (I am)
the artifacts would show my worth
then I wont give that away
there is no place in my universe
where I have won or lost
that fell apart when I was a kid
surely we are not there now
just a soul or two without a hand to hold
no rest no peace no healing
can't get a hold of ourselves
there isn't much left
existence between us is too hard
pushed from outside on all sides
same as it was and wants to be
we know now we can't hide
choosing not to notice doesn't even hide the pain
the fear has to go this is the time
the unwind of our lives
what do you think
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