Tired Horse
by Born Low· from Reincarnage
Forced down, kicked around. Lost in a place I never thought I?d be found. Learn the lesson; you don?t change just to stay the same. I need to hold on better to myself, let go are the days lived in the absence of health. All the wealth lost in wasted time, empty days where the sun won?t shine. Left to rot, amongst the waste, with the lost, I?m not one of them. I?ve paid the cost. There?s no value to me in a world with mercy for those who point the blame. Low we are born. Born then we?re pushed too the edge. Turn our backs on the hand from which we?re fed. Understand one time, I can?t live in a state of fear, got to steady climb. Push aside those too afraid to ever push themselves. Focus on a means to an end, just to stay alive. There was a time when I believed, this world wouldn?t lead me blind. No way it could ever leave me hurt. How wrong could I have been? I still have a lot to learn. But I won?t live with my knees down in the dirt.