You can't tell me what I know.
Can't tell me where to go.
I feel like a lost dream,
so i'll look up, we're quite redeemed.
Look up, it sounds like Life.
Look up, it sounds like Life.
Can't look down on this life.
I attempt to look down.
Can't look down, a good omen at best.
But I can only look, see the up.
Look up, see where you go.
Look up, can't tell me what I know.
Can't try to look back on the past.
Just can't do it no matter how hard I try.
Look up, take, take it up
Look up, can't, can't take it down.
Don't know where to go with these words.
Can't look back, can only go up.
Don't wanna look back, not even to the past.
Can't even see where this old world goes.
Tryin', tryin', tryin', but I come up short.
Look up, don't want this thing.
Look up, can't see a thing.
Why are these walls starting to close in.
Still can't look back.
I can never look back.
Back into what used to be called the past.
Look up, See where you go.
Look up, See what you need to know.
Try to look ahead while you can.
Because if you do you could be your own king.
Look up, the future looks bright.
Look up, it could mean one thing....
It's the thing that's ahead for everyone.
Death is it, cannot do a thing.
Look down, if it will all end. Look down, it can't just end....
But it will, without you knowing it.
And when it does, you'll feel the yell of it.
Death will take your life,
and it will make you up to be a lier.
When you're gone think of one thing.
"Why shouldn't I have looked ahead
instead of worrying about my past?"
Look down, that is where you'll be.
Look down, it's where you'll stay.
All words by William Waelchli
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Broken Path
PoetryThis was written during my teenage years about a man who cannot figure out who he really is and is also worried about following the wrong path through Life