So.... I have tried to shake it,
but I couldn't.
Even tried to embrace it a bit,
I knew I shouldn't.
And everywhere I turn,
it's the same....somber.
A stagnating burn,
the circle bomber.
The rerun channel of life,
regurgitating yesteryear.
Continuing global strife,
drowning in narcotics and beer.
So... HERE...HERE to the same old,
and the same told.
Where the future uses yesteryears mold,
YA ya...
I fold!
*S*