I sing a good song
Don't get me wrong
But when it comes down to it
I find that I'm just not fit
To give anyone wise words
That's just for the birds
How can I counsel to you
When I'm lost there too
Think not of death I cried
All the while inside me died
Get some air I said
While laying in my bed
You are worth it I crowed
While convinced I'm a load
I counseled you be strong
While knowing I was wrong
Strength is not for such as us
We don't have tickets for that bus
Life's God's gift to us I said
Always knowing where it led
To a lock it does lead
To an unwanted life indeed
You are unique I stated
While life inside me waited
For the death that comes for sure
That will make everything so pure
I'ts not your fault I told you
And all the while I blame me too
I fear I've led you astray
It just won't ever go away
Death is the only sure escape
Superman I'm not, I have no cape
I'm just a man who thought he knew
But now I'm ready to join you too
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