52. Fool

Bury the ashes and feel the strain.
Your face yearns to smile again.
You call it all off for another day.
You just hope it'll all be the same.

The life you lead is so overwhelmed
By nicotine absortion and alcohol.
You yearn that the day will come
When the fear in your mind is overwhelmed by rohypnol.

I believe that there's a fool
You believe that you're not cool.
You dream an idler's dream and you behold;
The life you lead is yet to unfold.
Your but only twenty-six.
The life you lead is in the Styx.
You hope and pray for that someone.
But you feel it'll never come...

Live your life as some one else.
Change your name, you've never felt so damned alive
Dream alone in sympathy.
Is it not your own time to breathe?

You awake the next day.
Feeling good but losing faith; you tear yourself apart.
You let it all begin to slide,
You go back to work with a whole new lease on life.

I believe that there's a fool
You believe that I'm not cool.
I dream an idler's dream and yet you behold;
The life I lead is yet to unfold.
I'm but only twenty-six.
The life you lead is in the Styx.
You hope and pray for that someone.
But I feel it'll never come...

It's been two months off,
So insincere, in a state of shock.
Paraplegic reflection.

I hold dear what I've become
Half Buddhist progidy
Half full of shock.

It's amazing how the alcohol fuels.
The life of me with wreckless rules.
I pull myself apart.
I hope one day it'll never come.
This life I live.
I'd never wish on my own son.

Do you know how it began?
The death of my own mother,
My own mind; it fell so blank.
I wish so much that
It never went so out of hand.

But you know that there is no sun.
In the land that I now roam.
The dreams I had are so out of reach.
But I'm just me, now I won't preach.

I believe that there's a fool
You believe that I'm not cool.
I dream an idler's dream and yet you behold;
The life I lead is yet to unfold.
I'm but only twenty-six.
The life you lead is in the Styx.
You hope and pray for that someone.
But I feel it'll never come...

Now I'm in love with someone else.
I should start again,
My life's on the shelf.
I believe there's more to learn.
But my heart it truly yearns...
For sympathy....

And comfort is not overwhelming...
Day dream you daily swelling
Of your own internal organs...
Your liver's gone,
Gall stones showing...