I've been at this edge a thousand times before,
Always faking the jump, Getting my feet warmed up and rocking back and forth,
Always chickening out at the last moment, never had the courage to actually jump,
At that moment jumping seemed liked the only option,
But I'd always back out to suffer the same humiliation again,
Everytime I feel its time to change I back out and slump back into the same fate,
If I back out I have to shut up and live with what I have,
But if I jump I have to face the the music and take my chances with the great unknown.
How could I be so stupid to always expect something in between?
For things to be somehow different each time I go to the edge,
Always faking the jump, Getting my feet warmed up and rocking back and forth,
Always chickening out at the last moment, never had the courage to actually jump,
At that moment jumping seemed liked the only option,
But I'd always back out to suffer the same humiliation again,
Everytime I feel its time to change I back out and slump back into the same fate,
If I back out I have to shut up and live with what I have,
But if I jump I have to face the the music and take my chances with the great unknown.
How could I be so stupid to always expect something in between?
For things to be somehow different each time I go to the edge,
It never changes, no matter how much I wish.
The choice on paper is simple,
Live the life I've been given,
Or take that leap and face the repercussions,
Why the hell can't I just decide?
The choice on paper is simple,
Live the life I've been given,
Or take that leap and face the repercussions,
Why the hell can't I just decide?
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