Battlefield

In a moment, between spaces of time, there was a woman with tears in her eyes. From afar, the tears could seem like tears of joy, or maybe tears of sadness; but nobody really knew, nobody really had a clue. In a moment, between each rhyme and beat, there was a man, smiling from ear to ear. He had that iridescent glow that never seemed to dim. He had it all, and took everything for granted, not realizing that everybody knew, everybody knew what was hidden behind that smile of his. But didn't matter, because he had it all. But everything is never really everything, life can never give you everything, but it can give you some things. And in those moments, when we're blessed with the fortune to recieve everything that life can give, we take it all. We take it all, like greedy, selfish conceited fools. From a distance, wandering eyes can't help but envy that man who had everything, and from a distance, wandering eyes can't help but cry with the woman with the tears; coul...

I can't seem to tell you, I can't seem to explain, the reasons for my failure, the reasons for my pain, but im in the wake of devastation, standing all alone, just me and my frustration, always on my own. How can I keep my head up high, When all i see is black, and i sit there, unable to cry, while my dreams are under attack, and all they do is shatter, like broken bottles of beer, and nothing seems to matter, but I'm frozen with feelings of fear, that my life will be absolutely nothing, while i'm lost in desperation, my cross which ill be clutching, eyes tearing from fustration, I tried so freakin hard, All these feelings of being low, I ran a thousand yards, i'll let it go, i'll let it go.