I keep driving the same old roads…
And I am so tired…
I just want to lie down in a bed of flowers…
and be loved….
or left alone….
I keep driving it into my mind
Keep thinking they’re right,
I’m just unkind…..
Then I realize, I am just tired
of everyone walking away from the conversation
creating their own damnation…
trying to figure out the answer to the equation
that keeps leading them to the same self persuasion
justifying how they feel…
Defining what is real…
Then crawling on the same wheel
but unable to slip their feet
into someone else’s shoes
with just a bit of imagination..
So I have little comprehension
for ego tuned minds…
because humbleness my friend,
is one of a kind…
patience is worth more than anything combined
and love has no price….
So be careful who you put in a vice…
It could end up as your own sacrifice….
A tragedy for no reason at all.