contoll
3/31/09
controll
Im right here closer than ever, opportunity is knocking,
but the fog of the ciggerettes keeps me from seeing,on the other side.
but to put the jack down, feels like dieing inside, when whole time my soul is dieing.
contantly complaining on why my life, is like this or like that.
thats because i keep holdin on to things that be holdin me back.
i cant really believe,if i keep doing the things that hender me.
all the Faith in the world does nothing, without works.
works is proof of me believeing.
everyday a circle of lies. lieing to myself,thinking i need no help
when hole time i really do.
ide rather be locked up in a zoo. that way i cant do,
what my body wants to.
self controll is hard when you have no controll,
i lost it, when i thought i could do it own my own.
PLEASE TELL ME WHERE I WENT WRONG?
controll
Im right here closer than ever, opportunity is knocking,
but the fog of the ciggerettes keeps me from seeing,on the other side.
but to put the jack down, feels like dieing inside, when whole time my soul is dieing.
contantly complaining on why my life, is like this or like that.
thats because i keep holdin on to things that be holdin me back.
i cant really believe,if i keep doing the things that hender me.
all the Faith in the world does nothing, without works.
works is proof of me believeing.
everyday a circle of lies. lieing to myself,thinking i need no help
when hole time i really do.
ide rather be locked up in a zoo. that way i cant do,
what my body wants to.
self controll is hard when you have no controll,
i lost it, when i thought i could do it own my own.
PLEASE TELL ME WHERE I WENT WRONG?
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