Walking in the footsteps of the shadows before him
Many years a plenty so deep dark and empty
Never ever too few to hate him very coarsely
They preach to him of god’s love
While at the cliff giving him a shove
It saddens him when he thinks about how they should love him
When any perfect stranger easily can trim or replace him
Finally realizing he needs a second chance as he stares at the walls
Putting him in a trance
Knowing he has to try and make this last stance
Lonely living out this life sentence, but I bet they won’t miss his invalid absence.
Written by,
Rob Casteel