Doubts are creeping in, I feel them.
Shadows of the past; my old friends.
They tell me what I need to do.
I don’t want to.
Why does it feel like I can’t win,
everything is hopeless, again.
Just when things were going great.
I’m my own worst enemy.
I don’t want to fight anymore
I don’t want to try anymore
I put on my war paint and my shield and my sword
but I don’t want this war, anymore.
I know this sounds like a cry for help,
and I can’t do this by myself,
So maybe it is.
But everyone I love gets hurt,
each time I ask them to carry my burdens
The only thing I know is to go.
So I’ll go.
I don’t want to fight anymore
I don’t want to try anymore
I put on my war paint and my shield and my sword
but I don’t want this war, anymore.
I’m waving my white flag frantically
so why are they still firing?
I’m starting to realize, there’s no way home.
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