Life Story

by enfant du tordu chagrin   Feb 10, 2006


-wrote this as a poem, but then sorta turned into a song like thing. ah well. Oh and its Long-

Throughout my life, I've found I've searched
for a glimpse of the meaning of my being
To understand why it is I'm here
To comprehend all it is I'm seeing

I've spent my whole life lost inside my head
Constantly looking for a meaning to live
And in this pursuit, which has been in vain
I've given all of me there is to give

What is there to hold to, when you have no ties?
Nothing to keep a grip on, all the little lies
Which we all need, to help us make it through
What is there to hold to? Except me and you.

All that binds me is thoughts of others pain
How could I hurt those whom care for me?
But behind each facade I use to hide
My mind just screams and wants to flee

I joke about my purpose to all who are around
But a grain of truth shines through my fake smile
And though it may be false, I grasp at this comfort
The spark of light that lets me trudge each weary mile

What is there to hold to, when you have no ties?
Nothing to keep a grip on, all the little lies
Which we all need, to help us make it through
What is there to hold to? Except me and you.

The only way I've made it through is getting the joke
Finding laughter in all thats around, all of creation
This humor allows me to survive, keeps me sane
Stops my thoughts from drifting to wishing for cessation

But through my life I've found my way, the path is clear
Hold to everything in this world which we hold dear
Don't despise the way things are, but simply change
The way you see the world till its no longer strange
Don't despair of your life, laugh at each small thing
You'll find you laugh most at yourself, and soon hope will spring
But most of all grasp at happiness, hold it to your heart
That one thing that fills you with joy, don't let it depart
But do not worry too much if you fear you've done so
As long as memories remain, true joy can never go.....

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