Today the reality of my recent decisions slapped me hard in the face
And left a mark I can't forget
Or regret
'What am I doing?'
I couldn't stop asking myself
Lately I find myself escaping life's demise by sleeping
Dreaming allows me to watch myself live without waking up and asking myself
What am I doing?
In my dreams I can do anything, I can be anyone
I can make mistakes and I'll wake up and never have to carry around regrets
Like the heavy weights that drag my body down
That make me feel powerless, hopeless, and even helpless
But today I had the last laugh
As you're usually stern voice began to break
And you didn't believe yourself either anymore
I find it funny when a person thinks they are ahead of the game, but all along you're waiting at the top to kick them down
Your day will come
And no, "They both aren't 58"
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