Changes

Worries, worries,
Always in a hurry,
The future leaves you dizzy,
And the past is always blurry,
Where will I go?
What will I do?
What will become of me?
What is wrong with you?

Relapse, relapse,
I have some time perhaps,
But why does it sap my will to relax?
I get lost in the semantics,
Loosing my schematics,
Laying waste to my plans,
Don’t forget about me whatever happens.

Changes come, and changes go,
When you are climbing up a hill time tends to go slow,
And when the future comes you have nothing to show,
For all your wasted energy was expended just going with the flow.

Packing it up, and leaving it all behind,
Shutting all the doors, and closing all the blinds,
I know that I have wasted all my time,
But it is not too late for me to truly shine,
To call the liars out on their lies,
To answer a call for me to reply,
To remember the act when the actors have forgotten their lines,
And to finally be happy, on that fateful day when I die.

i really liked this part: "Packing it up, and leaving it all behind, /
Shutting all the doors, and closing all the blinds, /
I know that I have wasted all my time,"

... such great imagery!

and "To remember the act when the actors have forgotten their lines" is incredible =)

good stuff!

You are too kind yakashishii. Your words make me feel warm and fuzzy inside

heh... i was being honest! feel free to post more poetry =)