Big Dreams

It happens to other people. You say, "How sad."You say, "Poor thing,"

but when it"s you, it"s something else.

It"s everything. When will I crack? When will I fold? Damn this thing called "Life. "..It"s getting pretty old. It"ll take your life. It"ll take your soul. That little bit of substance we put in our bowls.

I always had big dreams when I was little.

But life took me down a road that left me bruised and brittle. Keepin" the family fed, it felt like we were barely. breathing. Every day was a struggle for everything we needed.

It happens to other people. You say, "How sad."You say, "Poor thing,"

but when it"s you, it"s something else.

It"s everything. When will I crack? When will I fold? Damn this thing called "Life. "..It"s getting pretty old. It"ll take your life. It"ll take your soul. That little bit of substance we put in our bowls.

As soon as I wake up anxiety got me pacing. I think I gotta catch the next buzz so my mind stops racing. It"s so draining. They say without suffering. there would be no compassion. " Well, I"ve got a lot of unanswered questions. People keep asking... Like, "Why are we dying to live when We"re just living to die?"

"Why do I feel so broken way down deep inside?" "Do we really get to see the ones we"ve lost on the other side?"

It happens to other people. You say, "How sad."You say, "Poor thing,"

but when it"s you, it"s something else.

It"s everything. When will I crack? When will I fold? Damn this thing called "Life. "..It"s getting pretty old. It"ll take your life. It"ll take your soul. That little bit of substance we put in our bowls.