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Tuesday, March 15, 2005
drone
oh the drone of every day life
the non-stop endlessness
the ever-going game
welcome to this playground
welcome to the merry-go-round
which is quite a funny name
for what this circle spinning
is
it isn't quite merry
at least, not all
the time
as i sit here and write this
i am much too large
for this merry-go-round
i spin on
but i refuse to step off
onto the hard dirt ground
i refuse to let
what is left of me
be abandoned and die
like some stray dog
on the street
no
no, i refuse
you'd need the strongest man
with the strongest willpower
to push me off, to make me fall
so just go ahead and try, world
try to push me off my little
spinning circle
i won't leave this circle
for another, bigger,
circle
i'd rather claim my own
oh i am bored, and sick,
i am tired of spinning always
i am tired of being told and shown
how to live my life, what i am
supposed to do, what i am
supposed to be
everything i ever needed
is inside this flesh canopy
everything you ever wanted
is inside this sack of bones
just better be careful
it's fragile
i got to watch myself
so i don't fall off my
merry-go-round
how life seems to drag on
and on and on and on
and oh, how i'm starting
to spin fast enough
so life doesn't have to
whip me like the horse
i am to it -
you wait, i shall emerge
i will be
what i never thought i would
i will be
what i am
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