Sometimes I feel like I'm failing when I see what everyone else is doing
I'm not lazy, there are things going on
But I'm kind of lazy too.
I try to look straight ahead,
Even when looking all around is really where I'm usually found
And some of my friends just go so far and I
Wonder, how did you get there?
Hard work? Sponsorship? Parents?
I don't want to raise my children poor
Like myself.
Although I'm doing okay now,
it's just enough.
And although I can buy things I want,
Its all trash to the afterlife.
I gotta be going soon.
Changing into whatever I fear.
It makes me ask myself "What can I offer you? You, who has more than me."
"Have you heard some of the things I say? Why haven't you run away?"
"Have you seen where I've come from? I doubt it, I don't even go there."
"I sold my life for 8 years. Maybe I could've done without it, like so many of you."
Later Days, Longer Nights
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