TRY ME


People will come and people will go,
No matter how good they are
Or no matter how close.
And just when you think you’re left behind
with the memories alone,
Think again ‘cause you’re left with something more.
It’s the strength, to go on living
And strength for getting used-to things.


A story of millions
Told over a million times,
The only thing that ever changes
is probably the rhyme.
Searching for a face,
Are we all so lost in the race?
The face of money or the face of fame
Don’t you ever get tired of this game?


We all keep changing our tunes
Like the sand with sand dunes  
Together yet alone
With motion, yet no direction,
Still claiming perfection.


The days I smile the most
Are the nights I weep the most
‘Put me to sleep’, I ask of you
‘Get up you pig’ is what I get from you
Put me to peace, I beg of you
And then I get that smile from you
A smile like a cactus in the desert
A smile like a log in the ocean
A smile that says
‘It ain’t easy but it ain’t that bad either’
I look at you so blank and so withered
I have no choice
‘Cause looking back is only gonna leave me more dithered
So ‘try me’ I say
And continue to act gay (happy).


















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