If most men live lives of quiet desperation, I could single him out in a crowd:
his desperation screams out loud, his desperation screams out loud.
The only emotion he feels is frustration, he thinks he is lucky to feel.
At least this emotion is real, when he’s caught like a rat on a wheel.
He’s living a life he never wanted
with a thread of his dream that remains just to haunt him.
He seems like the average man,
but being average wasn’t part of the plan.
You see him as clever; you think that he’s smart,
hardworking, responsible - so wise.
When I ask if he’s happy, he lies.
He won’t regain what he’s lost, he never tries.
So how do dreams slip away?
Just a little bit day by day...
So many people with so much ambition,
that lies broken and bleeding it’s so sad.
I remember what this man once had,
and vow never to end up ...like my dad.
He’s living a life, he never wanted,
with a thread of his dream that remains just to haunt him.
Seems like the average man,
but being average wasn’t part of his plan.
Quoted from 'Sacred Fire' Adrianna Larkin 2009
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