Cleaning Up After Lifes Mess

Its a strange world
When you don't what to believe
It's a cruel life
When those trusted actually deceive
Ours heads swirling
With all the stories in the wind
So hard to understand
Not knowing where to begin

To many restless nights
From the stories told
No truth to be known
It's getting old
We all hate to admit
To being fooled
The actor played the part
And we where fooled

So here we are stuck
Picking up the mess
Not know where to start
Leads to all the stress
So grab our bags
We really need to pack
Time to run and leave
Never to look back

Just glad we got out
Before it got to deep
Finding out the broken promises
They refuse to keep
WE hate to admit
It comes as no surprise
The manipulations, hurts
Stories and all the lies

So its back to the drawing board
To start all over again
At least we have our families
And our chosen friends
Forget the past
Its time to look ahead
Dismissing the negatives
Finding the possitives instead


D.B. Johnson