I saw you the other day
It had been so long
Once filled with inspiration and grace
It was clear you had fell on your face
Your dreams have become nightmares
The world you live in is your own personal hell
The rafters that hang over you have begun to give way
Like the sunset on a clear autumn day
You wonder will there be a tomorrow?
Or will today be the day
You’ve protected the ones who own you
You have ridiculed the ones who care
Sitting in that office you often wonder
“Who’s crazier you or the patients?”
They seem so carefree, while you are consumed.
I asked why it has come to this.
You paused for a moment before answering “I thought it was best”
You say the right things but you fail the test
You wonder why he left so long ago
Now you care for a kid that burdens your soul
You began to cry. Tears streamed down your cheek
Like rain on a window pane
I asked why you cry. It seems like you have brought this on yourself.
You looked at me, shocked I was not sympathetic
I said sympathy is for the feeble
You are just naïve
You thought there was good in everyone
This is where you were wrong.
What’s it like when reality slaps you in the face?
When you have spat on everyone who cared
Now you want help
Now you inquire for my opinion
I believe my opinions counts for very little but if you must
You were a could have been, a should have been however;
Unfortunately you are and will always be a
Never Was.
2007-09-02
09:07:56
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