i cogitate siting by the window
that life isn't that simple
n dying isn't always the option
i ponder at the gone n finds a void road
Seldom crowded with loads
someone asked me what have you done?
i brag while i feel proud
but deep inside i feel it's a lie
yes i want to do it now
and i wonder n wonder over the dilemma of how
series of disasters and failures
Never let me down on my face
but deep in the heart i feel left out in the race
i tried telling and all i hear,
was the next time don't fear.
i set out trying my hand sewing the web
like the spider who never wept.
i tried climbing and i already fell
and sometimes i wasn't even allowed to rise,
i want a freedom from failures
driving rash, blue jeans and a real love.
but that's never it
the vulture eyes never leaves you a bit
i fear the coming to be similar as gone,
all i will be left with
will be a road so VIRGIN and LONE.