Into servitude I was bought,
And with an ounce of pain, I was tought.
Incriminating with what I always thought.
By love and greed, I was caught.
Maybe, someday I'll be different;
But until then, I'm not coherent.
Shadowy thoughts, that is all apparent.
Envy sayth "Be Ignorant! ! ! ! !"
"No one is the wiser." So they said.
Repeating images of casting demons in my head,
I could have ended it all, with a piece of lead,
As I walk through life laying on my death bed.
Jumbled thoughts of todays date,
I still don't know how much you hate,
If you don't, can you wait?
Just tell me straight.......is it too late??
