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by icon » Tue Aug 26, 2003 2:10 am
One by one, my choices thin,
my options shrink, my chances dim.
But I push on, because I've learned,
happiness for me, must be earned.
And so I struggle, every day,
and so I keep trying, never sway.
Maybe sometime, in the years to come,
I will experience, the happiness I've won.
Or maybe sometime, far away,
a moment of merryment, will come my way.
Just a moment, is all I ask,
so I can feel the fruits, of my endless task.
That's not to say, I haven't smiled of late,
it just means, they never penetrate.
Never reach inside, to where I really am,
only skin deep, as meaningful as a tan.
I don't know, the secrets of life,
all I do know, is my own strife.
My own problems, my own cares,
my own feelings, my own scares.
If I knew, my own purpose,
I could show, my own surface.
- MasTerKeyZ, '96 - Rogers Mental Hospitol.
Let the cheese live on.
- Icon
In memory of [b][color=darkblue]MasTerKeyZ[/b][/color].