Well we've settled down and settled for less.What happened to the passion, the rage, the couldn't care less?
What makes us do it, to lock ourselves in and throw away the key?Are voluntary inmates? Do we do it instinctively?
Do we do it for our children? We certainly don't do it for ourselves. Do we do it to pay the mortgage? Or is it better not to delve?
Do we know where we're going? Do we remember where we've been?We tell ourselves that we care but do we say what we mean? And come those terrible moments, when it's too much to bear,We look to numb all, to paralyse it, pretend it's not there. But there it is and there it will stay and as a bird caged from birth afraid to fly free,We remain in our self made cell, looking out, afraid to stray. But do we tell other people how we feel? We do not.Do they reveal their pain to us? Do they rot! But comes a time when we must lay all this to rest. To convince ourselves ourselves what we have is what we want And not want what we know is best
2007-01-17
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