what goes up
Looking but not often seeing
what is going on
hearing but often not listening
not even when i'm at home
trouble is i really am lost
never thought i would lose myself
it's not something i can boast about
it's not one of my strengh's.
A typical day i'm working, along side others
in time they are referred to, like sisters and brothers
Though no one can be trusted
as they are all out for themselve's
friendships are broken
living but wanting to be someone else.
My world is bolted down
no way to escape
i have given a stranger
the power to decide my fate
and i know they see me struggle
with what is thrown at me
in the dream i am an actor
as big as life on tv.
All i have is imagination
and i spend to long inside
to realise reality hurts
i long to say goodbye
But time is ticking
and i must be somewhere
can't be late for anything
i am a man and i really do care.
Pushed to my limit
side to side
hitting the ground
lost the fight
get back up, only to find
who's hitting, bruising my pride.
It's just one thing and another
life has spice
it can also be nice.
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