I should be toiling at the roundabout
but I keep trying to ascend the ramp
it isn't funny like it was before
When I was but a feckless scamp
I have of late though I can't say why
Just up and lost all of my mirth
and cannot find a lasting pleasure
not here nor in all of the earth
the ramp and it's illusion of progress
but it's really just a chance
but it's really just a climb
to a certain drop
to tread and mill in a stagnant pool I know too well
trying to keep my stupid head
above the slop
what
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