Sometimes,
I forget who's side I'm supposed to be on-
Sometimes,
I feel like it's everyone for themselves-
It's always about instant gratification,
It's always about who gets what,
and how soon we all end up
standing around the same dead end-
and this time, I'm in the corner praying
let them understand
let them believe-
and I promise, I'm not doing anything wrong-
I'll turn out my pockets, and if they dare,
they can try to sort out mess from meaning-
I have a tendency to step an inch or two
outside these boundary lines-
and I have a tendency to disregard the rules-
and they could tell me where I'm supposed to go-
but I'd rather stay here, kicking up dirt-
praying that this time,
it will at least be over soon.
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