My life flows along
like lyrics to a song
hopefully forgotten
and not spoken
i can sit in my room
in despair and gloom
even though i don't care
noticablity is usually rare
you can paint my life as a picture
with paint as its mixture
of love and hate
experiance and fate
my lifes story
is filled with everything but glory
it can run for days
without any praise
my lifes coming to a close
and soon enough
joy will turn into woes
i feel the change
running through me
towards the world
not by my doings
but by my songs
just let the lyrics flow
don't try to slow them
there for the best
once you hear
youll know the rest