Don't Leave The Path

You made me of lies
When I tried to be honest
With you
And still you questioned me
When I was lost
And I withdrew

Don't leave the path
I set out for you to follow
Don't leave the trail
That's safe for you
That's good for you

But I didn't choose this way to go
You always picked out all of my roads
So I'm leaving safe, leaving fate

You made me of lies
When I tried to be honest
With you
And still you questioned me
When I was lost
And I withdrew

So where d'you want to be?
I'm leaving you with your sorrow
And all that's left of me
I was crushed by you
Thrust by you

You made me of lies
When I tried to be honest with you
And still you questioned me
When I was lost
And I withdrew

I'm not selling second tries
I'm done with all that I've done for you
Don't question me again
I'll soon be lost
I lost my way
With you

I'm leaving safe, leaving fate
Leaving safe
Leaving safe

Leaving trail

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An incident that has to do with us moving and all the buzz around it, and mostly my displeasurement about it, spawned into this song. It's been jammed into my head for the better part of the day. There's something about this piece that entices me, and I can't wait to get home and try some stuff out on the guitar that might match it (although to my defense I would rather see John doing that); but I might have to wait until tomorrow since my guitar lacks one of its strings. Strange, it was like that when I got home from Czech and yet no one claims to have touched it. Typical...
Anyways, this'll be the first post I'll cross reference at Allvoices. I discovered after my latest article there that I had gathered some fans of literature and poetry, so it might be interesting to share it there as well. (Either way, most of you don't read what I put there; so to you guys it will probably not be too hard to get over.)
Until next time,
POET in the UTTERLY DEPRESSED yet at least ENTICINGLY CREATIVE JAR