I feel like Pink Floyd...
...wondering...
"Is anybody out there?"
And I'm asking this of God...
Are you deaf or do you just not care?

Cuz I've been needin ya ear...
Just want ya ta listen...
See, I've broken through like a pioneer...
So why don't my tears glisten?

They appear ta be black, like tar from the streets...
It's like somethin lacks, they contain salt, yet are incomplete.
Cuz they're not sincere, I don't mean those drops I shed...
I do it for visual effect, same reason I made this thread.

Cuz I've done it all, well, all that I've cared to...
And I find myself bored, like rinsin and repeatin shampoo.
Just the same old thing, day in and day out...
And despite my love for it, sometimes there's doubt.

We all want the big picture, it seems, to include it all...
How the fuck can that fit on a photo, life ain't that small.
So we go through our days, tryin ta be as real as light...
But for the most part that's a lie, cuz we're stuck in our plight.

We'd all rather be elsewhere, doin something we're not...
Life coulda been hell before, but it's like we forgot.
Cuz the grass is always greener on the other fuckin side...
Everyone one of us is Jekyll with his own personal Hyde.

Pulling us away from what's dependable, safe, and good...
The other side says it'll better us, but I think it's misunderstood.
I can see reaching out, when you ain't got shit of ya own...
I can see trying ta find your way, and looking to the unknown.

Life's an exploration, always has been, always will...
But do you leave love behind to make ya own self forfilled?
Being selfish or self improving, it's a fine line ta walk...
Cuz in order ta fly high ya gotta leave behind the flock.

So what's a man to do? I ask this of you...
But all I hear is silence, no advice comes through.
Do I stick with my present, and just wonder, "what if"?
Or do I take my future, gamble it, and walk off the cliff.

Why the hell don't you answer me?
Do you enjoy this kinda taunt?
I guess this is what you mean by being free...
Making me decide what I want.

Amen and out, motherfuckers.

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