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I feel like letting go
To burst inside myself
I begin to wonder when to throw
The towel on the shelve
I wake up one day
And need to question
Just what lies ahead?
Will I have success?
Love or loneliness.
Or will I end up dead
With no support, help or encouragement
I question how I’ll cope
Will I have courage, posture and fulfilment?
Or will I end up broke.
Do I say, ‘get rich or die trying?’
Or do I allow the depths of the human soul devour
Every inch of what is innocent, I’m convulsing.
Let me fly, drift among the haze
Let me experience the ultimate escapism
Let me out, get me outta this maze.
Not now, not ever
Leave me alone
Let me think, let me sever
But never, never
Underestimate, underrate.
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