Drifting afar
Winding roads
Empty back streets
Discovering
What’s real or make believe
Who’s really got your back
Thee tone of my soul
Changes like thee weather
Demons roam only fools rush in
Finding clarity in thee madness
Now that’s a tricky one
Has anyone really seen
The real you when you
Weren’t bent outta your mind
With open eyes a sober frame of mind
I think not
Did anyone ever love me for me
A mixed bag how could they
When they didn’t even know
Who I truly was without a bottle
Strapped to my hands
Looking for a ride a way out
A quick fix if you’ve got one
Piggy backing
On everyone else’s
Coattails what a joke
Being someone other then me
Living a false dream
Through someone else’s eyes
When all I ever wanted
Was a life I could be proud of
And too find genuine happiness on my own