How…

How do you make something right when it’s been so wrong?
How do you take back time when you’ve waited too long?
How do you do what no one showed you how?
And what the hell are you supposed to do now?

We live in a world subjective by perspective
Discovering life’s clues like troubled detectives
But solving a mystery with no Sherlock Holmes
Is like expecting Watson to crack a case on his own
Maybe you’ve done a few things, made a few moves
Settled comfortably into one of life’s grooves
Turned down opportunity because you saw so many
Just to really open your eyes too see you haven’t got any
In a game of hopscotch with destiny and fate
You find yourself disgruntled by in its limited space
So you look for direction in some other place
But the unknown gives you chills and you’re jumping from sweat
Searching for something you may never get
Or thinking you know what you haven’t learned yet
And time keeps burning at the end of a cigarette
While you wish you had known what you know now
And maybe then you’d know just how…
But before you can count from one to ten
You have the same experience all over again
And that’s just the way it works my friend

How do you make something right when it’s been so wrong?
How do you take back time when you’ve waited too long?
How do you do what no one showed you how?
And what the hell are you supposed to do now?

PD
stumpedwise.

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