I can't remember where I've been and I don't know where I'm going. This life we live is cavernous, and I've grown exhausted from exploring. Every day is ups, downs, overs, and throughs, going and going, looking for some place new. Racing time trying to find a meaning that we already knew. Planting seeds that never grew. Chasing dreams never meant to come true. Falling in love with all the wrong fools. Wake up, attack the day to go to bed alone again. I'm tired of being sore. All there ever is, is bored. Life is a kill joy. A ploy of the wicked to take down the saints. Life tosses and churns you like ocean currents then turns around and spits you out as if you tasted like poison. Try and get up only to be pushed back down. Be strong, stand up only to be kicked and punched. I am done. When will this all just be another re-run? Do we really want another season? Can't we be content to let it be the end?
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