Lyrical Musings an emotional journey via train of thought

Robin Hood

February 5th, 2004

i’ve grown weary of this game
all is futile, all is petty
all efforts in vain
yet still we try
still we resist to no avail
are dreams never to be realized
the bitter taste of revenge
on the tips of our tongues
as we lash out at those around us
surround us, your majesty
tell us what to do and we shall obey
life is no longer the joyful
gaiety it once was
it drags on and on
so trivial is all seems
where is my avenger?

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