trp

it never fails
when i finally have a new grip on this
it slips through these trembling fingertips
but i wont let my life write its own ending
because nothing ever ends that easily
i've been living in a hoax
staring outside this window
the glass mimics prison bars
as the green grass on the other side
beckons me closer and closer all the time
i'll just keep hoping for better
i set my own trap this time, and fell into as expected
i might as well have run head first into stalled traffic
i had so many opportunities to turn back
every time i see her face it feels so much better
but the glass still mimics prison bars
and i'll wait here patiently on the edge of my seat
because i can't resist a safe thrill
she's the only one that fills my eyes
with hope for the better,

another sleepless night rolls into my room
the walls radiate my mistakes in such a way
it makes imagery jealous
clutching my pillow for dear life
i need the sun to break and show some sign of life
the dark consumes my thoughts
i only wish for some dignity
like long lost fathers begging for sympathy
every time i see her face it feels so much better
but the glass still mimics prison bars
and i'll wait here patiently on the edge of my seat
because i can't resist a safe thrill
she's the only one that fills my eyes
with hope for the better