I heard life has a way of working itself out, and time always fixes everything. .Be it a few months or years down the road or maybe a couple of days. Why then, is my life so fucked up and broken as each second passes, my life constantly flipped upside down and unraveled in every possible way?
One minute life is shouting, "this is what was meant to be, meet your destiny" . A minute later, it's all washed away,done faded into yesterday, just a memory of you and me.
All the hoping, and waiting, biting my nails to the quick, watching time pass all by myself. ..all this hoping and waiting for what I thought was my moment to shine in life,, just so time could pass through allowing mere seconds to tear it all to hell.
What now? 15Minutes later, a new life wraps itself up in a pretty red bow, like a parting gift for the losing game show contestant, a present to distract me from the past,some great present. .really it was the same ol test full of trick questions, the test I failed so many times, that ever trying to pass it now seems irrelevant, my new life apparently dressed up in that pretty red bow for the hell of it...
Nothing is heaven sent, time has proved that to be a set up, everyone eventually grows cold, because they're fed up..Fuck it, I can dig my own way to hell. .no promises of forever to b broken, no pipe dreams to sell..that ain't love in the air, that's just bullshit you smell..
Why'd time get labeled so damn precious, how can it keep everyone so driven. .shit always ends up hitting the fan, and you either will or won't be forgiven. .so shit,all my years of fucking up and indulging in sins, that's how I was able to label my life worth fuckin living. .
Times precious right, so not two fucks did I ever waste givin. ..they weren't gave about me either, so really you and me weren't ever really that different. ..
All of my time, you always spent yours takin, all my time spent got wasted cuz I was always givin,
I never learned. ..till now anyway, it's all us givers of of" precious" time, that always get burned. .
Each passing hour, life becomes brand new, but it ain't ever fixed a fucking thing, it destroyed it instead, fate wasting all that time trying to make something of me and you..life works itself out...out of love out of hope then out of time, and time never fixes anything, so get that pipe dream out ya mind..