New Day

Sometimes I'm at war with myself but wasn't I so good to you?

led astray by your own devices too much at stake put an end to you

broken are the ties that make better excuses forshortened dreams

for shortened dreams even shorter are the fuses

life well lived a sentence served it will never be the same and it's on so useless

sometimes i'm ahead of myself and doesn't that sound good to you?

bound & gagged by your compromises lessons learned put an end to you

bitter are the ends

makes better excuses

so wake up from the mess you're in

good luck when you ship comes in and I promise you a brand new day