The papers strewn around the floor,
I wake up late, my eyes are sore,
Monday morning of another week,
Sluggish I feel, the reason I seek
At college I reach, lost in thoughts
I try to understand what I've become
Then it came to mind, its insane
I changed, for the good, for the bad, its true
The work piles on, I still carry on
Dreaming everyday, wherever I stay
How do I solve this flaw
I wonder while I blunder
Excuses for everything I do
It makes me see something I diddn't want to
What have I become, its true
What I have become, its true
Imagine my life to be so bad
But it ain't so, I became a new lad
I changed, its true, for the bad, no
For the good, I definitely say true.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Disturbed
I am tired of being a sidekick,
I want to step into my own
Don’t wanna die a no one
I want to live a known
Strange waters come before me,
Got to wade through them slow
But I ain’t there to show you
Or even go with the flow
You try to learn, something that’ll help you earn
You think you’re on top, but dreams burst with a pop
You believe you’re good, you believe I would I would?
I lose the game, big deal, that don’t make me lame
I still walk with my head held high,
I breathe in let out a sigh,
Bow my head again; sometimes I want to cry,
The tears they stay inside, while I break outside
I’m disturbed, by what I see,
I’m perturbed, by what I hear,
I feel curbed, in what I do,
But I’m still alive and you don’t know who…
I want to step into my own
Don’t wanna die a no one
I want to live a known
Strange waters come before me,
Got to wade through them slow
But I ain’t there to show you
Or even go with the flow
You try to learn, something that’ll help you earn
You think you’re on top, but dreams burst with a pop
You believe you’re good, you believe I would I would?
I lose the game, big deal, that don’t make me lame
I still walk with my head held high,
I breathe in let out a sigh,
Bow my head again; sometimes I want to cry,
The tears they stay inside, while I break outside
I’m disturbed, by what I see,
I’m perturbed, by what I hear,
I feel curbed, in what I do,
But I’m still alive and you don’t know who…