Searching
For the answers
Trying to make it
All make sense
But there’s no peace
Of mind
When all you
Can find
Is the lack
Of recompense
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Searching
For the answers
Trying to make it
All make sense
But there’s no peace
Of mind
When all you
Can find
Is the lack
Of recompense
If we ever
Met again
I’d explain why
I walked away
It wasn’t that
I didn’t want to chat
But I simply
Had nothing to say
It left you so exhausted
Wrestling to decide
Now you know
What it’s like
Living inside my mind
I know it’s not
For the faint of heart
But it helps me
Every day
So just deal with it
Or not
As I’m not arsed
Either way
All
hope
is
over
Reason
has
been
lost
The
buffoon
is
back
But
at
what
cost?