The Living Dead

Living day to day
Going nowhere
Riding life
Without a prayer
My soul is lost
I have no hope
I cannot deal
I cannot cope

Why am I alive?
There's no reason
I want to die
Take my life
It's not mine
Let me run
So I can hide

Why am I here?
I do not matter
Another lost soul
Going down the ladder
Senseless life
A product of lust
I have to die
I feel I must

Others need
The food I eat
On me it's wasted
I'm useless meat

I am the living dead



1997, John Kinne, All rights reserved