while living the american dream
I'm scarred inside an out
from fighting for my little piece
it seems the world keeps crashing down
turning all my right's to wrong's
I've watched the love for me my woman had
die in vain
an I never said a thing
I didn't know what to say that hadn't been
already said
now that she's gone I fight the chains that
keeps me bound to the wall
the demons watch over me like prison guards
for they know if I ever broke free
I'd go running back
an on my knees plead
I lived the american dream by other peoples rules
an lost everything I had
the hell with the dream
I'm just living
~ D Donner ~
The World Crashes...
down on everyone if they live long enough: rich, poor, homeless, third world inhabitants, e-bola victims, HIV-AIDS infected, lotto winner, CEOs, and poets. 260 is not a bad number of times the soul has leaked its secrets, laddie. Thank for the sharing to keep us on the pin's point - vividly living every inch of every hour daily. Smile anyway. Can't hurt - ;D I'm Jus' Sayin' ~ Lady A ~