So much work and still no farther
I don't know why I even bother
I take my time and I wait until
The day is dark; there's no progress still
Well my mind it withers
And my hands they shake
All these people around me are so fake
They're prim and proper; packaged plaster
Why waste time with an uptight bastard?
Just take my hand and help me until
The day is dark; there's no progress still
Well the land is covered; hot sun makes sweat
Still not an ounce of progress yet
We're working backwards but we go nowhere
The earths rotation brings us back to where
The day began and then dragged on
But trust me friends it won't take long
To end up back to where the day turns into night
It seems this is a pointless fight
So take my hands and hold on until
Dark turns to day; there's no progress still
YOU ARE READING
My Heart To Yours
Poesía~My heart burns on heavy with nothing and no one to call my own~ I had fun with these. That you probably knew, but also I hope you will too! With Love, David Yager
