Digging the Dirt
Marc Freak
Your mouth stays silent
But eyes read violence
Face it, this is what I am
And all that I ever had planned
Huge disappointment
No medical ointment
Can change me from what I am
And all that I ever had planned
Plans - a diary burned
Love I spurned
Layer upon layer of hurt
And I'm still digging up the dirt
A weary fossil
That speaks his own gospel
But then that is what I am
And all that I ever had planned