I toil both day and night to mend my broken promises and sort out a world that I care to live in I’m just trying to survive the best I know how but sometimes I break down when reason deserts me and fear bangs my drum coz I know where dreams go to die and where their bones are buried I tell you there are burdens I bear that no one else can imagine but there’s no end to suffering when your world falls apart
don’t dig me
up I can manage just let me be I’m dead to your eyes dead to the world hope
springs eternal in the mouths of
fools but there’s no misery in this
world that lacks an author pious would be friends tried
to murder my imagination their wicked
tongues spinning delicious lies but
I am immune such confections coz I’m a
human being with the power of love in me and I take comfort from that
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