The world has taught me bad things

The world has taught me bad things
Like how to follow history
When the answer was inside
And never was a mystery

The world is like a tipper truck
That spills its garbage at your feet
And obliges you to recycle
The paper, cans and rotten meat

But you will search till doomsday
And never find yourself there
And until a lover digs you out
You will end up buried there

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances. View all posts by blackbird212012