SO WHAT ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT?

An empty vessel...

Full of nerves and bones,

Latching on to the dull side...

A brain full of woe,

Show me something interesting

And I'll let you know...

That, an empty shell of no importance

Is where I seem to go.

At this moment there's mud sliding over

My hide,

Every step there's a pot hole...

Smooth isn't the way of life,

Do you want to join me...

In a dirge that's so rife?

Offering a groan in my spirit...

Slowly burying myself in my mind,

'til a complexion of insignificance...

Puts myself and all that I am and...

Worked for, totally out of sight!