Abused, confused
Fought the blues, no shoes
Still I walk

No place, no face
Broken grin, hollow within
Still I walk

Abandoned my friend
Lost hold pot of gold
Left out cold

Compromise to mend
My demise, my end
Despised again

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward

Again seemed right
Follow the light it dimmed
No surprise

Somehow tricked perfect fit
Alibi, two-faced lie
No surprise

By the heels
Suddenly I'm pinned
Forced to kneel choked to heal

Failure failed
This rhyme picked my mind
Out of time




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