Mocking Brid

Mocking Bird

I ask too many questions.
I tell too many lies.
As one bird starts to sing,
Another one starts to die.

 

And it all seams to fall
Softly in to place
As the world keeps spinning
Turning me upside down.

 

I always see too much.
I hold my eyes wide shut.
As one reflection starts to form,
Another one starts to fade.

 

And sometimes I feel like Alice,
Trapped in the looking glass.
And sometimes I can’t face,
The things I have done.

 

I want to be too many people.
I hold too many cards.
As one building starts to rise,
Another one starts to fall.

 

I never accept the blame.
I know too many truths.
As one mirror starts to shine,
Another cracks and shatters

 

And sometimes I feel like Alice,
Trapped in the looking glass.
And sometimes I can’t face,
What I’ve become.

 

And I could end it all,
Take it deep from under my skin.
could you hang me out to dry,
Take me out of this lie.

 

I think I think too deeply.
I never ask the right thing.
As one door starts to open,
Another one slams shut.

 

I wish for too much.
I have no aspirations.
As I draw the first breath,
It’s time to draw the last.

 

And sometimes I feel as lost as a ghost,
Hidden in the mockery.
And everything is not as simple as it seems,
But it’s all so straightforward.