Upward Grind

Sally simple

Works for the symbol

She punch the clock

Without a thought

She's got the routine

Same thing every day

She wants more

But needs security

Her days come and go

She needs to be so bad

But life keeps her locked

Seems like the strain

Just can't be undone

Misled

Michael

Mumbles trouble

He's lost inside

He's down for the counts

He's growing old

His lines tell the story

Of tragedy and his life's mystery

He tried so hard to be

But william can't let go

Look to your heart and break

Some day direction will cross your path

There's no use to throw

A lifetime's effort so far

You just mights need eyes

To help you see

A plan of self action

These characters

Real or fake

Some don't know

Most don't care

You and I

Time will tell

Who will dangle longer away