Never Ever
Opportunities arose, to clear my name
To regain the respect I once had
Once felt a natural thing to have
Now eked out by people with less shallow
minds
Than those that thought it was 'fun' even
profitable
YES - they were paid to do this
Not as we usually understand getting paid
But paid in good contracts, easy times,
good jobs
They thought it fun to see the 'great' fallen
and lowered
They probably wondered why I didn't
Didn't grasp the chances that fate threw
my way
To once again walk tall and fearlessly
through shallow men
And so do I, So why didn't I?
But now I stumble on a crutch through the
crowds
Hearing the whispers, the jeers, the insults
I have heard it for so long now
It's almost familiar, almost a part of
me
Almost - but never real, never ever real.
