I can't get it right
no matter How I try
I'm always in the slow lane
Watching Life whiz by
Cars always in front of me
Last one never wins.
Everybody's full of hope
Mine's an empty bin.
What's wrong with me? I wanna know
Am I too smart, or just plain slow?
Different isn't better.
Boring's the way to go.
Dissonance sure aint bliss
Harmony's elusive
Heaven's reach is Impossible
Hell is all inclusive.
Tell me, why do I bitch and moan
Why not sell my soul, become a sociopathic drone.
Let greed and money continue to sway
The Conscience of a brand new day
I just can't caress the evil ways. to lose my essence
Would be my spiritual "auto de fait".
You might think I play the victim
A "holier than thou" self-pitying addiction
To thinking I'm better than everyone else
I am NOT
I just can't be good to myself.
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