Your life twisted up into one story
Then onto the next...
We've still got more in store for you..
Don't slip up now
You could just loose it all.
And what is "all" you ask?
All of what you've worked so hard for..
The name you try so dam hard to stand up to..
That image you want to be seen as..
yet your life ... my life
Just another simple story..
Waiting to be told..
All that awaits is ears that will actually listen..
People who actually care..
For its not the pain that as me sitting in front of my desk top computer
these tears that have me cry out so hard at night
Its the silence that gets to me..
of the keys as I am typing..
The consistency of it.. of it all...
"Trying so dam hard...".
Yet ending up back where I started...