Lost In The Mists Of Time
A relic of a human am I, on a prowl
On everyone's radar, a sense of boredom and scowl
For goodness and positivity, I'm to them invisible
An opportunity to change, they believe is impossible
An anecdote of laughter at their table conversations
A regular, necessity from their jokes...
On everyone's radar, a sense of boredom and scowl
For goodness and positivity, I'm to them invisible
An opportunity to change, they believe is impossible
An anecdote of laughter at their table conversations
A regular, necessity from their jokes...