New Lyrics Or Poem Or Whatever You Want To Call It

Something new, make of this what you will:

In need of serious stress relief
Hope it comes soon
Can't wait for the new dance
Set to my own tune
Walk away in confusion
Nothing to see here
Now dash away rapidly
Be alone with your fear

The best kept secret
Is the source of course
Of all that's wrong
My best is never enough
Come see the selfish one
His dreams come undone
What does the future hold
Just more of the same

Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.