Hidden Truths of Life's Unreality 12/9/98 Charles Dum Searching through paths untaken- see my mind lost and forsaken, Keep the rythym and feel the rhyme- if ya keep that up you're doing fine. Trust in yourself and keep your faith strong- else in life's twisted game ya won't last long. Keep your chin up and your nose down- smile a lot and try not to frown. The game of life is plaeyed every day- so lead, follow, or get out of the way. It's a hard time if ya just be mellow- being pushed around by a tougher fellow. Beat up or get beat up- either way take a drink from life's cup. Push abck you'll have more fun- then it's life: infinite you: one. But soon the one turns into two and you're not feeling quite so blue. Then three- next four, knock down the door. On your way to five, now you feel alive. Moral of the story is- screw life's little twists. Make up the rules as you go along so that you'll make the world strong. Hold the leashe that binds us all, until you push us back and make us fall. Will you make it in the world of mine? Or is your heart just for me to eat with some wine? I should hope you will, or else for me- I wouldst have no company. I've lived my life alone already- now it's time for something steady. Besides your words of pro and con- but above my head a light turns on. So much hate in the world today- it's time for good, not bad you say. I quite agree, nothing in jest- I'd rather not be scum and associated with the rest. So I open my eyes ti the newest day's light and wait patiently for the night- Whence my plight comes into play, and I may roam until the day. If you see me then, run away or run with me- For I shant stop to wonder wether you be foe or friendly.