So you're passionate with no aim;
You've got a lot to talk about and
Learn from, but it's always the same.
You never bothered to understand
What is inside you, you take the long
Road out of town, that way it's simple:
Everyone rejected me.
Haven't you learned? It's all a mess.
The whole lot of it is shambles;
You have to fill your cup
With what's around you.
Any good given, take it. Any one note
Troubadour is welcome, so long as
It's promised that truth prevails.
My great fault is a lie.
I have paid for it a thousand times.
I accept it's full weight.
I only hope you can
Appreciate this awkward toss
Of fate.