How is it, we're expected
To move forward when
Everyone stays standing, frozen
In the exact place where I met them?
Maybe there's something wrong when
All the efforts that I've made
Are hiding in my room, forced
To survive in a dream of what
They could be.
Stuck.
Living in the confines of the world
By myself.
Burdened by the bulk of every man
By myself.
Remembering the way it always was
By myself.
If I could assemble my thoughts
Into something concrete
I wouldn't still be stuck here
Would I?
Everyday.
I try to explicate these efforts
By myself.
Subservient to insuccinct supremacy
By myself.
Unutterable contempt for the frozen
Kept to myself.
I refuse to stay standing
With no destination but down
Another archetype for idiopathic ideology
Watch as this door opens
And effort's dream turns to reality.
Dave
[This message has been edited by zero9zero (edited 19 March 2001).]
To move forward when
Everyone stays standing, frozen
In the exact place where I met them?
Maybe there's something wrong when
All the efforts that I've made
Are hiding in my room, forced
To survive in a dream of what
They could be.
Stuck.
Living in the confines of the world
By myself.
Burdened by the bulk of every man
By myself.
Remembering the way it always was
By myself.
If I could assemble my thoughts
Into something concrete
I wouldn't still be stuck here
Would I?
Everyday.
I try to explicate these efforts
By myself.
Subservient to insuccinct supremacy
By myself.
Unutterable contempt for the frozen
Kept to myself.
I refuse to stay standing
With no destination but down
Another archetype for idiopathic ideology
Watch as this door opens
And effort's dream turns to reality.
Dave
[This message has been edited by zero9zero (edited 19 March 2001).]
