Soul Rot - Penance

I can’t right my course

Could it be any worse?

Don’t want to be, A slave to monotony

A life without a dream is living a wasted life

No dream, no hope, no time, no wife

The longer the wait, the more the hesitancy

Must get away soon or this place is the end of me

Ambition, Complacency

Half full, Half empty

The watchful eyes, have guided me

But now is the time, to be free

Optimism, my dear friend

Our life is mine, until the end

Complicated course

What could be the source

Don’t want to think, Just want to sleep

Something calling and bringing me back again

Sounds like music, who cares how and when

A road less traveled that some can’t find

Don’t look at me because the answer’s inside

Relations, Strained

Half empty, Half drained