Along These Lines
Now everybody tells me,
That I shouldn’t be thinking about along these lines
What should I do?
I just can’t see this point of view
I was never a church goer
Growing up a non-follower
My mind is my own antagonizer
I wish for so much,
But I believe in nothing
Though my mind says I should
Deep down I believe in something
Now everybody tells me,
That I shouldn’t be thinking about along these lines
What should I do?
I just can’t see this point of view
I’m a big dreamer
It’s my created world in my mind,
For now, here at a time
I show no interest in my reality
I even think on how I keep my own sanity
Is it pain or is it just the outcome of my own pathetic activity?
There’s just so much that I want to do
There are people who look at me and tell me what I should do
Along these lines, I spend more of my time,
Worrying about me
Then why am I, right now,
Chasing this dream?
Now everybody tells me,
That I shouldn’t be thinking about along these lines
What should I do?
I just can’t see this point of view
Read in-between the lines (They tell me I shouldn’t think along these lines)
Read in-between the lines (They tell me I shouldn’t think along these lines)
You read in between the lines of a dreamer’s life,
And there you will finally know the truth,
Of why they strife,
and find his or her point of view, in your time
This poem was written by Jason Partington on Jul 23, 2007.
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