Hello,
I’m a little bit confused.
Can you help me
sort out what I feel?
Years have gone by
and still
the same things leave me wondering,
leave me grasping
at a memory
of what was really real.
Remember all the nights,
scared and lonely,
helpless;
now where has all the pain gone?
Leaves me gasping
for a poison
that I used to exist on.
Hey!
Make me fall in line,
with the work-a-day world
with the turning of time
– just another ant in the hive.
Never needing to wonder,
to question just why I’m alive.
There’s got to be something else.
Give me a suit
and a desk with a view,
a car and a family,
a stable existence in chaos.
In a world
where my only confusion
is life…
… hello?
HG – 1995-2000
