Woe is you, woe is me
The picture here is clear to see
I would be better off dead
“Should’ve kept it light instead, pessimistically said
Oh it’s out of my control
Why weren’t you there to consol?
Slipping around, you burnt off all your tread
Cut that line! Sinking like a pound of lead
Oh and it’s so gone
Trapped in your own mind
Your unproved ruled for which you live upon
And your place in line that you’ll never find
This misery loves company
You’re ragging through my mind, clumpity, clumpity
I need water; you’ll cry me a river
You blame others when you can’t deliver
Your white flag’s high on a pole
And the gold you stole under your own patrol
Building yourself up; then you fled
Why do you continue with something you so deeply dread?
Oh how you spend your life
Teaching other your way
It’s not about living with such strife
All you’ll do is end up with a bill you’re unable to pay
It’s a race you thought you won, but never led
But you know I’ll love you anyways
I would just like to see you put these pastimes to bed
And live it up now before this feeling strays
Copyright 2024 Sean Ferree
