Second Wind.
Stare at the moon
Looking for answers
Only to find that there are none.
.
Stare at the sun
Look for a way out
Only to find that there is none.
.
Feeling trapped, feeling stuck, we never do get much sleep
We never rest easy, we never breathe
Feeling beaten, feeling fucked, maybe we just never tried hard enough
Scream so loud, but no one hears
.
They just turn a deaf ear
For the sake of their own ease
Who would ever lend a hand?
And who would ever show empathy?
.
I’ve got a chip on my shoulder
But I’ve been waiting patiently
For a second wind
