Page 40 - Written Feelings

Don’t want to play

I would've quit it from the start
If I knew life would be this hard
I'm getting sick of choosing cards
When I never asked to play

What we want, we never get
What we plan, we never set
Who we hate just never left
And who we love, don’t want to stay

Days go by, we're feeling low
Reaping up what others sow
Moving fast but thinking slow
From the night until the day

Leaving town but not its people
Taking madness through their needle
Knowing well that dose is lethal
We just try to feel okay

Melt away just like life does
Losing people, losing us
Scream or shout or even cuss
Nothing numbs this pain away