A Lifeless Collection
So many things that have are expected, all of these feelings that I’ve collected, all ways feeling neglected, and thoughts of being rejected.
I walk down this lonely road, trying to get rid of this burden that’s been bestowed.
Out of this life I want a door, I don’t want this anymore.
I must keep pushing on, even though I’m feeling withdrawn.
I must listen to the authority that’s been there all my life, even though his is filled with strife.
What’s the point in continuing this way, it just