Park Life

Its an emotional roller coaster I didn’t agree to board
A stroll in the parks core…surrounded by dark swords!
I need to be en guard more…don’t push me over the edge
I don’t start and end up benched…seated on false pretence
My vacant stare advertising life for rent…the body free of charge
I sit staring at the stars…hoping to be one, brightly marked
I don’t plan it to embark…but dreams rocket sky high
Into the glistening nights pride…its galactic jewels mesmerise
But like aspirations I cant touch the prize…so close and yet distant
Im a victim of the system….whims fall on deaf ears that listen
I utter words of fiction…my tongue just cant find its voice
Passers by complain about the noise…glares leave confidence destroyed
My head limply poised…falls into palms welcome hands
I cant meet expectations demands…running on an empty tank
I really hate to be frank…but a name change solves nothing
Ive been a cursed production…and life wont stop fucking!
Conceived to a life of busking…it beggars belief im breathing
I struggle to find a meaning…beyond the horizon of treaties
Surrounded by rows of tree leaves…at one with animals it’s a wild life
I simply pray for mild nights…but perhaps anguishs' numbed by frosts bite
I havent lost this fight despite…having memories jogged by the runners in this Park Life




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