I've lost my gumption to create anymore...
Since it seems that it's all a meaningless chore..
I write for all the broken hearted masses..
but I can never get them to remove their dark glasses..
I try to wedge myself between them and the world..
but it just seems like my own life is what is unfurled..
I dream of making these people happy somehow..
so I can smile and take that final bow..
I dream of making them smile and content..
but it seems like it's all ill spent..
No one comments, No one laughs..
I just watch them go down their separate paths..
I open the door for you to pass through..
but there's nothing else I can do..
I write away the night, trying to make my mark..
but it seems I'm the only one stuck in the dark....

01/12/2002

Posted on 01/12/2002
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