There is no use in wishing to switch places with God,
no use in the tears or the dreams.
I spend my life running up hill, taking three steps forward,
four steps back. I never seem to get anywhere.
Is it me? Is it my fault that I never seem to make it?
Can I blame the air? Can I blame the water?
Could I stand blameless before myself and give my excuses,
my reasons and rhymes, and believe me?
Can I even look myself in the eye? Would I even dare?
God knows, I couldn't do even that much.
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