I went through all the motions
My goal to not be ignored
I faked the heart and emotions
Inside I was lonely and bored
Talk about high expectations,
I tried to live up to them all
It led me to total exhaustion
Each time I’d inevitably fall
What difference does it make which road I take
I’ve tried narrow and wide,
Gone along for the ride
Wound up empty inside
Wondering who gives a damn for the person I am
I won’t live their irrational fears
I refuse to be empty inside
My conscience is quiet and clear
If it ever existed … it died
What difference does it make which road I take
I’ve tried narrow and wide,
Gone along for the ride
Wound up empty inside
Wondering who gives a damn for the person I am
I thought I was going to smother
I escaped in the nick of time
I’ve traded one road for another
It may not be better … but it’s mine
My road’s my own, to know and be known
Leave expectations behind
Refuse to live blind
And hope that I’ll find
Those who do give a damn for the person I am
For the person … the simple person … I am
© copyright 2006 Lloyd Campbell
Monday, March 27, 2006
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