It's No One's Fault
It's no one's fault, except my own, I'm the one to blame.
It's no one's fault, except my own, I bear all the shame.
It's no one's fault, except my own, that I am even here.
It's all my fault, for I would not talk to those that were near.
I realize now it's all my fault that I am always blue.
I know, also, that it is my fault I've drug down my love so true.
I wish I could be a great, grey wolf with all the plains to roam,
For I'd not be plagued with the thought, it's no one's fault,
except my own.
The Final Battle
My head is spinning and spinning and I think I've lost control,
I thought that I was winning, but, it seems that I was wrong.
My heart and mind are fighting over which one of them should rule.
My heart is warm and tender, my mind, calculating and cruel.
I'm torn in two directions, I don't want either to win.
I want them to rule together, in harmony until the end.
But, my wishes are ignored, and the war goes on and on.
I only hope I'm not destroyed when the final battle is done.
What's The Point?
What is the point to the life I lead? It seems so dark and bleak.
Do I really have a purpose, or should I fall into a creek?
I feel like I am worthless, no bigger than a dime.
And everyone else's problems seem much more important than mine.
I'm sorry if I've no self-esteem, I'm sorry if I'm depressed.
If I'm such a trial to everyone, why not just lay me to rest?
End my tortured suffering and my wretched life,
Then, I can no longer cause any person strife.