What does it compare to
Hmmm, what even comes close
As I think about it
It resembles a dark corridor
You can walk
You can run
You can jump up and down and
Do all sorts of crazy things
To get to the end faster
But for some reason
This corridor never ends
No matter what you do
And no matter how badly
You want it
Yeah, I want it bad...
And it's pretty sad
That I'm too mad
To go after what I know I had
Not right now anyway
I still have to make it to
The end of this corridor
So when will it end
That's the question I find myself
Asking over and over again
When do the dark walls turn light
When does daylight come from the night
When is the wrong won over by the right
When does this hell end
Everytime, I near the end
Of this long corridor
The hallway shoots out in front of me
Many more steps I have to take
When does this hell end
What does it compare to
Hmmm, what even comes close
As I think about it
It resembles life...
And everything that sucks