Something is coming through
It sure isn’t pleasant enough
But I want it to come through
I was happy with what I got
Now I realize it was just too little
Never knew what taste was
Cuz I was living on pills
And I did what you never wanted to
Had the fruit that you ordered not to
Reality is making me swoon
I was living on the dark side of the moon
Revelation is coming through
It sure isn’t comforting enough
But I want it to come through
I was happy being a slave
But the leash was getting too tight
Needed to break free from you
Needed to see some light.
I ll never do what you want me to
Will have the fruit that you ordered not to
It is going to make me immune
To the dark side of your moon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
can't go wrong being true to your inner self how else can the moon be bright a fine poem but see my BETT'YS BLISS just posted on theme like yours