Wasted Life

Trapped in a cage

Behind these steel iron bars

Left to stare at the world where

There is nothing withing grasp

The price that you pay when

You are no naive

It is a time to count your blessings

A time to swallow grief

Wasted

Life

Wasted

Wasted Life

The fine line that you walk is

Made for one to trip

To absorb the shocks you take

But give you little grip

Replenish the supply of anger in

Your eyes

Cut you a little slack and

Take you from behind

Wasted

Life

Wasted

Wasted Life

Fear, pain, desire, greed, torture, trust, revenge, loss

Smother any flame

Before it gets a chance to burn

Put aside all trauma that

You have seend or heard

You only get one life

The once chance you get

Living one day at a time

Will be your one regret

Wasted

Life

Wasted

Wasted Life