Thoughts get trapped
Escaping moods
Casting nets
Just misunderstood
Reality is
A mixed up thought
Your head's a mess
More days than not.
Question this
Don't read me wrong...
I mean no harm
This damn pain lasts long...
Too easy to judge
Wear my shoes
For just one day
You can cut and bruise...
Just for today
A sit up proud
Never long
Escaping crowd...
So left again
All alone
Question this
I love a moan...
I'm always near
The chamber pot
For life is piss
More days than not..