Lord knows, i've tried to see both sides
from all sides, without pride
and maybe that is my bane
for i make excuses for the reason
of things i can't explain
Try to see your point of view
while mine dulls almost to round
This rock that barely rolls
with his heart broken
for harsh words spoken,
for little tokens of affection
thrown to the dog without a bone
Yes, like the song;
no direction home,
for i live in limbo,
sleep like the dead,
with my arms akimbo
i've taken more hurt
and held back more than tears
than you will ever know
or want to, so it seems
lonely, foolish child
grew to a foolish man, alone
who still believes in his dreams,
his poetry, music and what lies between
but knows they have not any worth...
10-08-10
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