The God's Honest Truth

Do you ever feel like everyone knows where they’re going except you?

And while they don’t know what they’re doing, you do?

You’ve seen them all before, pasts and futures

So easy to give advice to others, and never have to take yours.

Do you ever feel like everyone will lead to your demise?

Just trying to float in a sea of faces fighting the rip tide?

Tired of ripping through their tidings to get the truth

Just want to know if they’re legit and if they’ll really matter to you.

Do you ever feel like you’ve waited long enough, and someone has to be coming?

That your misery could use some company, because it’s not that hard to be loving?

That it’s about time you had it, if you could remember what it was

You may not deserve it, but you argue it should happen just because.

Do ever feel like you know when it could have happened, and when it might again?

That you’re not part of the here and now, but rather absorbed in the then?

That all your pining and whining and no talent rhyming won’t ever bring them back?

And your confused musing of your alleged abusing can’t figure out how to stop another attack?

Well here’s the God’s honest truth….

I can’t help you, because I don’t know what the fuck to do…