Late Night Diner
Hat full of luck over flows in my dreams
as fast as the waitress not playing attention to my cup
and reality is a crash with someone yelling loser,
nothing is as real as what I've done today
even my tomorrow will not compare to my yesterdays,
filled with uncertain thoughts as life flys by
feeling I've lost something but never really had it,
to start with nothing, leave with nothing...
Life is real,
had something once but forgot what it was
so it doesn't count,
matches fall out of a box like friends forgotten
spiderwebs all that's left, memories caught for dinner
prisoners with nowhere to go,
in my mind they struggle everyday
Copyright ©2009 The1Complainer (Wade Cadenhead)
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