Stare

Stare into the eyes as black as the night skies
Hope for relief when you just can’t speak
A catch in your throat that won’t be beat
Is this the face that you wear this week?

Are the reflections showing your failures?
Or will you look at the positive behaviours?
Just as the madness comes rolling in
You know that this figure is the same being

Search for a hope that others denounce
Who are they to put you down?
Sometimes the way is not to follow
Sick of doing what makes you miserable

What is right and what is wrong?
Money won’t buy you everything
One day you will look and see
Surely you don’t want to turn away

Stare into the void and not despair
You are no longer there
Instead you live your simple life
If you have a problem then see yourself out