IS THIS ALL THERE IS.

The same old story - going nowhere

Wondering who I am

Maybe I’ve become a mouse

Or am I still a man?

Every time I try at aiming

I always land too short

No it never is my fault

For pressing my abort.

The facts of life now must be faced

The blame is down to me

When the pressure gets turned on

I turn from reality.

Is this all there is to my life

Backing out when things get tough

Is there any purpose for me

Are my heart and soul a bluff?

Is this all there is to my life

It’s based on cowardice

I hate how I’m really feeling

Will someone tell me…

Is this all there is

Is this all there is?

Does my shadow hold more meaning

Am I sjust a shell

What’s the point in asking questions

When answers are known too well.

Is there any refund for me

Please exchange this heart

I have never faced one truth

Right from the very start.