Monday, April 19, 2010

Take your pick

It hits you flush in the gut
you fall to your knees
You can taste the bile in your mouth
Go on, let it go, let it all out

All you wanna do is lie there
Curled up, with your legs tucked in
Giving it up would be easy enough
It is ok, you'll get another shot

You can hear them count you out
They were right all along
You tell everyone it doesn't matter
But it will forever be stuck in your head

Well all it is just a choice
stay down for the count and live with it or
Get back up and go down in flames
Yup...Just another choice.


Cynic in Wonderland said...

Hmmm!One needs to be a masochist to live only no?

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