Yeaaow
When your hands
have been tied
from front back and
from side to side
It's hard to see the shape
of things to come
and the past
becomes undone
No stars aligned
to lead the blind
when your future is
already declined
Lying discarded
Dying soon departed
Another morning
it's hard to breathe
Waking up
so damn confined
by these walls
Cut bruised and left behind
Another day and
it hurts to
burn your candles
at all ends
No more looking
and waiting for
the godsends
you keep throwing away
If that is
the life you choose
no circumstance
can excuse
why you run
when you've passed
a dead end sign
at long last
The days are numbered
you swear
so you can start
the countdown
for all I care
Keep on telling yourself
there's nothing left to do
Your story's weak
and so are you
Lying discarded
Dying soon departed
Another morning
it's hard to breathe
Waking up
so damn confined
by these walls
Cut bruised and left behind
Another day
and it hurts
to burn your candles
at all ends
No more looking
and waiting for
the godsends
you keep throwing away
Another morning
it's hard to breathe
Waking up
so damn confined
by these walls
Cut bruised and left behind
Another day and it hurts
to burn your candles
at all ends
No more looking
and waiting for
the godsends
you keep throwing away