Used Up

As far as I see

Nothing is left for em here

Whole town full of nothing

For him to find

But what does he see

Laying broken in his path

Shattered cup,

Pieces of broken glass

Was it half empty

Or was it half full

The propaganda that reads

Tales of freedom

But, it takes, total control

I'm all used up

Don't know if I'll find

What I've been searching for

This entire time

Watching events unfold

Waiting to hear what lies next

From the mouth of a fool

A singer, in season

Give yourself a reason to hold on

I walk round in circles

Proceeds to go nowhere!

Committed crimes for the substance

That got him here,

That had got him, here

And here...Here!!!

Here's a drink let yourself go

When all else fails turn to pale ale

Caught lightning in a bottle

There's something in the shine