all my life i thought i was trying
i laughed just to keep from crying
looking back, i went down the wrong track
just more memories to dismember
i surrender
all the time that i spent just wasting
was only time i was facing
looking back, at every rock hard fact
only bad things that i remember
i surrender
Getting back to experimenting with syllable counts and consonant sounds, and how they effect the flow of a poem/song. Here, I used 9-8-9-9-4 syllable count.