Fluorescent Reality (29/03/1993 / Gosford)
Life Makes No Sense
I’ve had many chances in my life,
To find the one I’ve been dreaming of
And when I thought I’ve find the one,
They turn around and start to run.
I thought Life would be easier,
I thought love would be gentle.
Why does it seem so hard?
To be that judgemental.
I just need a sign,
To keep going on,
Or all my dreams,
Will just be gone.
Now my poems have no rhythm,
My thoughts have no train,
My head is just hurting,
Please GET RID OF THIS PAIN!
So I speak my last words,
I saw my last dawn,
With a twitch of my finger,
I’ll just be gone.
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