The Battle

[PoBoy]

Wanna hear about my problems?
Kissing boo boos ain't gon' solve 'em
Resolution's a simple solution
That ain't gone never dissolve 'em

So My resolve is paper thin
Sit with this paper and pen
Seeking paper
Forever chasin'
Wastin' this ink is a sin

So again
Another dark and lonely night is my friend
Shadow boxing against myself
It's starting to feel like a trend

That's me
Mr. Trend setter
Better figure it out
My opponent is stronger than me
This battles making me doubt

Yeah I'm stout and strong
But right feels wrong
It's losing its clout
I'm standing next to a precipice
And it's a long way down

I'm looking up
And yet I'm stuck
My feet are glued to the ground
The only sound I hear's
Blood in my ears
Heart's starting to pound

Is it excitement or fear?
Or is acceptance more likely?
Eyes are starting to tear
These thoughts are just not like me

Or it might be
That life has finally lived it all up
Cause when you live in a rut
This life is never enough
Huh

No longer even capable
Of simply giving a ****
**** it
I'll give a **** a ****
**** life
I'm giving it up

Give it up
For all the brawlers
That live to fight till today
And pour it out
For all the brawlers
That lost their fight
It's a shame

I've felt this feeling before
When the sun comes it's gone
Just wait till morning
more than words
Should be allowed to live on

[Jim Colyer]

Very revealing! Gotta love a song that starts out: "Wanna hear about my problems?"

[PoBoy]

Thanks for the feedback. Means a lot.