The world is a septic tank, <br />We drown in its waste, <br />No way out stuck in the middle, <br />Wishing to go back, <br />Without a means to get there, <br />Change is a gohst haunting, <br />Our transpairent reality, <br />Hanging from this rope, <br />Kicking and chokeing trying, <br />To break free, only scareing, <br />Our helpless souls deeper, <br />The cold unknowing darkness, <br />Is unfamillar to our light, <br />A thousand failures, <br />A million lives, <br />Only one death.<br /><br />Pirate Love Magic Man<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-truth-83/
