Between the lines the stories told
Of each of us whose life unfolds
It is never clear for others to see
All that has happened to make this be.
For me the script was always clear
I would live a life just knowing fear
Only strength would be my guide
I always failed, but I always tried.
It was hard to understand my plight?
I had the brains I had the might?
But calm would always turn to rage
The world would spin, nothing was saved.
So a new chapter tells a different tale
Maybe joy and laughter, some food and ale
A moment in time that you keep in mind
When life was gentle and people were kind.
Until once again the spinning starts
Wisdom and logic even love departs
And the chapter ends a different tale
Where life unfolds, once more I failed.
