My Life

Trying to keep up with my hold habit. And I'm failing.
I listen all night for my heart to stop
I wait all along to pass into rot
Crumble as the dust for my former being
Maybe after that I can be all seeing

I wonder how my heart will end
A bullet that may be stops the trend
A heart attack that knocks me back
Or suicide from a change of tide

Am I so miserable to take my life?
I have been before, but that's alright
I'm not the little boy I use to be
I'm now the kid that you can see

I do not hide my feelings well
Inside they rage and my mind swells
Though I don't talk about my pain
I'll continue to see you again

This is my life, and this is my game
In the end I hope you'll remember my name
For I just want to be noted for doing something
I don't want to be known for doing nothing
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Published: 11/18/2010
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