Conflict.
What
is right and what is wrong
Tell
a lie or sing a song?
Weep
dry tears because pride is hurt
Be
a mongrel, roll in the dirt.
What
hurts you hurts me too
If
I didn’t know the symptoms I’d have lived in vain
Oh
so much cussing & Oh so much pain.
I
never dream sweet dreams at night
Endless
nightmares where you’re out of sight
Bottle
it all up-keep smiling despite?
No,
life too short not to put up a fight.
Be
true to yourself they told me at school
Stupid
was I to bend the golden rule.
So
I sit here alone , be me right or do me wrong
I’d
rather be laughing or howling at the moon.
Options
are smaller when time’s on the wing
Forgive
me my ill humour, you really deserve a break
How
innapropriate is my temper when it surfaces for air
That
don’t mean you get in my hair.
Don’t
mean anything
Except
that I care.
Anger
turned inwards like a dull chisel to the soul
Give
me a horse, and a Colt 45
I’m
still your best chance
Of
getting outta here alive !
Je lis encore, ce blog. Ami.
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