"Fore!"

“Fore!”

I live in a small town,

With the lights down,

In the back end of nowhere

And that is exactly where I am going.

I dress like a big clown,

In my small car.

My head looks through the sunroof

And all I can see is a city of stars.

I have spent a lifetime pretending,

That I am going to leave this place.

Everybody can see that I don’t really care.

My apathy only hides my truth; my life is such a waste.

As the rain drops fall onto my window,

I hear the distant memories.

They are calling to me like angels;

I can’t see where they are, but they are all around me.

So I reach out with one big shout!

Begging for protection, from myself.

My remedy is not seen, so I sink into a hole.

If I could find a way out,

I would find a way to make something of myself.

A collage of emotional scars,

That show that I have come so far.

The pavement my driveway,

I turn left into yesterday

And all I remember is the loss of it all;

The things we do are what we are.

I walk on the freeway.

The grass is green beneath my feet…

They shout “Fore!”…

My headphones do not rescue me.

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