Do I
Author: Dilvorn


I love my life
I love the pain
I love the strife
It's all a game

I've been told many times
If I tell you it's not true
But when it comes down to it
Does it at all concern you?

You see it's this
And this is all
It's about the experience
It's about growing tall

Sure there're things
That I wish weren't so
But if they weren't this way
Could I ever really know?

I like to see what's there
When it seems like nothing
I think it could be great
This new day that is coming

It's fun to know the truth
But it's great to be so blind
To think others have failed you
So you don't have to be kind

And then you wonder why
You're miserable in the end
Is it because you live
A life with no true friends?

An acquintence you say is grand
To take things so in stride
But what's happening in knowing
Is the ending to the ride

If there is no depth
To the great conversation
You might be sad to know
That you only know the nation

Collectively as a whole
And there's nothing wrong with that
But sometime you must find
You just can't count on jack


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