It Shows...
Walking through the grass, it grows...
Looking at the past, it blows...
Searching, but for what? who knows...
Don't want to have to wait? it shows...

And what about the path, you chose...
Where all the things you did, suppose...
Were beautiful, and stopped your woes...
But fell apart, and yes, it shows...

And what about the highs and lows???
And that feeling that comes, and goes..?
The truths that then, they did, expose...
But at least what's next, it shows...

When situations, juxtapose...
And angry fist, meets broken nose...
The tainted feelings, do propose...
But all in all... I guess, it shows...