Monday, January 12, 2009

Life

Footsteps on the soft tread stair.
Suspended animation stare.
Cold winds blow some dreams away.
Melting in the light of day.Society has closed the door on every open mind
It’s captured all the innocence lost its reason to be kind
but not with me. no way
Hazy mirrors don’t let you see
What you really want to be.
I’m heading for troubleAnd trouble’s heading for me.
Traffic jam in my head.
Thinking of words I should’ve said.
Don’t know if I’m strong enough to face the world alone
Don’t know how I’d cope without the place that I call home.
Sometimes we stop asking questions
Because we’ve not yet found the answers
Could it be that’s why we lose our way?
What happened to the morals In this more or less world?
Everybody does what pleases them.
It’s funny I should say that But nothing ever changes.
Things may sometimes look different But it just rearranges.
If there’s a third world I must be in the second
Seems I’m neither here nor there
Living on the stair that’s neither up nor down
Sometimes wondering how long I will be around.
2 o’clock and my heart is ticking
In time with the clock on the wall.
I could have changed.I guess I always knew the ship was sinking.
Suppose I got too tired of thinking
How to solve the endless puzzle that was my life.
I walk through the days in a trance like statethinking but to no prevail,
I still wait guess when it comes down to it
You’ll never know if you don’t ever try.
You’ll never learn how If you don’t step outside
Your comfort zone where nothing ever changes
Everything is easy.You live your life in phases.
i be realizin that lifes no picnic
whenever I draw a line.someone rubs it out
maybe a plight for Eliminating fear and doubt.
I take a step.they take one too.
there is no escape from society
hovers near, no release
Saw a feather on the ground today.
Remembered there’s much more to life even more than you or I can see.
When I’m trapped inside the bubble that’s my world,
Sometimes I’m unaware there’s more to life than me.
I’ll miss the leaves when they fall to the ground.
I’ll miss the silence when there’s too much sound.
Let your conscience win
It’ll get you out of the mess you’re in.

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