By Michael
 

Life is so complicated
I say it so much, all the time
It never sinks in until afterwards
Always realize after the fall from the climb.
Where I'm headed is death right now
If I don't change my ways
I always tell myself I'll get it right
But it never happens, maybe someday..
I wait for the window of opportunity
Then suddenly it passes
Because I think I'm happy here
Begging for the respect of the masses.
What I don't see is the truth
That the scars that lie beneath the mud
Will still be there when the mud is washed away
That the blood that was shed for my mistakes
Will not wait another day
-inspired by Andrew Bailey

Copyright �2004 Michael