Thursday, April 30, 2009

Being Something That Someone Has Failed to Win

I'm just lost in the world forever
And there's no getting out
It's nearly stuck between the stages in life
And waiting for the next part to begin

I'm sulky, sullen, unappeased
And the grass isn't green enough
So below what I am I fall and sit
Like I don't need you to respond to it

I'm dissatisfied
I need to be characterized
By a face to identify
The frustration in my life

Before I can ever be who I was made as
Like I can't wait anymore for an occurrence
To lead me into the situations
And deliver me from this direction

But it's too dark
And my voice is too quiet
It blends in to the music
And the world has abused it

I'm restless and irritable
And affronted in front of you
So I oppose myself and argue me
And claim there's something else to be

It's so blurred
And I can hardly see it
It's confused in the motion
And astray with the ocean

I'm believing for something to happen
And it's not making a difference
It's boredom guiding me slowly away
And passing promises have begun to fade

I'm incomplete
I need to find more than me
With some kind of flattery
To translate everything I mean

For all the negativity
Encouraged by animosity
Then stamped out by jealousy
I maintain my belief

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