WHY AM I SO SCREWED UP

From the deep dark depths of what might be considered a soul
Rise thoughts,fears,desires and passion black and dense as coal
What is it in me that causes me to think and or behave this way
Why do I find malintent,dishonesty and unintentional meaning in what others say
From where comes the misunderstanding,confusion,jealousy and suspicion
And why does this horrible and tearing pain in the center of my being make me react with such an exaggerated exhibition
I don't know what it is that has its grip on me
All that I do know is that I yearn to be free
What can help me
From where will it come
Meds from some shrink or heaven of above
Mabe I've just never really known true love

LIVING WORKING DREAMING

Sittin in the hospital lookin at my mom
Country Music Television on the TV
Thinkin about the girl I love
wonderin if she ever thinks about me
Life just keeps on gettin harder
I hope my kids will be smarter
Than to spend their lives fallin in and out of love
Chasin after dreams
And thinkin up schemes
But life is rough workin everyday
All the sweat you pour
And the tears you shed
Just to wind up alone in a hospital bed

THE INDIVIDUAL

If true individuality is the key to success,happiness and acceptance
Why is it that only those that are following the crowd have the appearance of happiness and not those who take a stance
What is more important to stand up for what you believe in and be proud
Or to make compromises in order to be accepted by the in-crowd
Is it possible to do both or is that a myth
Only if you remain true to who you are and watch who you hang with

BRIDGES BURNED

I've spent quite a few years on this earth
The longer I've lived the less my net worth
Of all the lessons I've been taught and lessons I've learned
The most important is the experience about the truth of bridges burned
Once the tie is broken call it the end
Go check out what is around the bend
Once the bridge is burned there is no going back
Might as well forget it you will never keep track
Nothing in life will ever be free
Listen well believe you me
They might not want money or time
But once the dice you choose to roll
Be very careful they may want your soul
Beware of friends who hide their past
It is very likely their friendship will not last
Lessons lived and lessons learned
But never forget the leson of Bridges Burned

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