You‘re failing
yourself:
Just falling
through space.
Nothing to grasp-
It‘s a last
escape.
If you don‘t even
try
It‘s like
wriggling out
From the tight
spot
You don‘t care
about.
Then no one can
say
It was right or
wrong;
They can‘t judge
your value
If you never
perform.
And if knowledge
is power
And ignorance
bliss,
You can never
have either,
You‘re just
caught in the midst.
Between darkness
and light
And if nothing
comes of it
You can still say
„I tried“.
And who could contradict
you?
Who could ever negate,
When it seemed
like such effort,
Well you
skillfully played.
Because acting is
easy,
Whereas action is
hard.
Because work must
come second
To an instant
reward.
So you‘ll hover
forever
And you‘ll never
touch ground,
Not one thing or
the other,
Always
destiny-bound.
