Diary

7-15-12
An empty brain
A lingering pain
Why should anyone
Try to abstain
 
It seems kind of lame
When it all comes out the same
Not really looking
For any kind of fame
 
Nothing has been done
No wars have been won
But somewhere inside
Something new has begun
 
The time goes to fast
This moment will never last
Looking to the future
And reliving the past