Why do I set myself to task on anything
When the end result is always the same
When I fall flat on my face again
Whose blame is it but myself
For getting my hopes high
Despite knowing the outcome before I begin
God, I can't keep trying
Without some success
When swimming through the sea of life
You want to have some forward motion
I have none
I feel like I'm treading water
Except I'm so tired
Feeling like I've been swimming for miles
Wishing the current would go ahead and pull me under
But like feces, I always seem to float to the top
God, I can't keep fighting
Unless You give me a puncher's chance
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