Cleverly uninspired
Tired of playing the game
Mixing and Matching
Hide and seek
Well aware I'm not making the grade
Still got a conscience
Even though meaning has sprung a leak.

Complacency, suit, tie and a briefcase
Same dull old routine
Set a watch to my predictability
It may comfort you
But Lord, I'm sinking fast
Something out there I'm missing
I'm afraid to take the next step
A beauty inside my heart
Destiny in the palm of my hand
Just sitting here biding my time
There aren't any worse crimes
Then indifference,
Apologies for being subjective
But It's tough being objective
When less then a few have a clue
To what integrity is...

Back to the workshop
The bench, with a blueprint for success
Not to make you proud
But I'm allowed to achieve
What so many believe
But never truly have
Serenity...

P-July 24, 2006.