C'est la Vie
The idea of settling is irrelevant,
For who is to stay where unwanted?
Always running , and not knowing where
Going to a promised land that promises nothing
No not heaven but instead a purgatory
As life for travelers does not end
Life keeps getting worse.
Thinking for yourself; can you?
Forcing him to listen but you won't
Don't you understand he won't understand?
What ever has he done.
Even more promises leaving bitter hope,
Keep him happy till the end,
Let him feel what you tell him to.
Broken but he doesn't know it yet
All of man will die alone
He'll offer all to him and ask for what?
The happiness, they're what he desires
Why loneliness hasn't taken over
One would praise such a glory.
Too good to be true as is life
The innocence is mistaken for danger
What was still is but a mere illusion
Comforting lies lead to a sad life
Not much of a choice for lonesome travelers
Nothing to look ahead to,
What's a life for those who won't settle?
I'd be better off without you
A life with one less worry but no life at all
The trigger is pulled but does freedom await?