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[pattymcwhack]

Sometimes I feel like I’m wasting my life
I feel like its teetering on the edge of a knife
One side is failure, one is success
One is more, the other is less
And I know its my choice, what I do with my time
But right now my life seems to lack reason or rhyme
Do I have a purpose, or am I just wasting space
I really just want to get out of this place
I want to see things, want to try something new
Want do all the things I’ve wanted to do
But then life drags me back down
Should I just go without making a sound?
Accept that I’ll never be anymore more
Than a useless old nothing, looking for people to bore
With stories of things I wanted to be
Stories of places I wanted to see
But just couldn’t go the distance
Couldn’t quite see the end
It seems like things always tend
To go from good to bad, then bad to worse
And then stay right down there
Wouldn’t that be a first
If I did something great
Or even something small
Something not big at all
Like asking that girl out on a date
But then I just sit down and let things slide bye
Maybe it’s just that I’m way to shy
Too afraid to commit
To scared to do it
Just grab life and give it a shake
Will my life be nothing but a bore?
Or am I destined for something more…