Adjoaskinner’s Weblog

Bittersweet news
gave me the blues
walkin in someone else’s shoes

thinking its okay to cry

But really who am I
when I think my alibi
will only be a rotten lie

I’m no good off this way

Please, give me another day
Yes another chance to say
That my demons are at bay

And I’m growing with the times

Learning how to read these signs
Shut the light off, turn the blinds
Tell myself to stay inside

And burn the past

Fool am I to think its lasts
went around town wearing masks
Said I’m fine when someone asked

And cracked a joke

Just a way that I could cope
Blocked out mirrors with thick smoke
fine until the day I choked

and caved in quick

Nothin else could make me sick
Nothin else quite did the trick
and it stung just like a whip

When I found out

He had chose another route
Something I can’t cry about
And one day I’ll laugh aloud

But right now at this time

I’ll say that I am doing fine
Pour myself a glass of wine
Knowing that something is dyin

so I can live again…