Looking Through The Eyes of a Fool

As I was sitting here, ruining my life

a thought ran through my head

You start with a little

you end with a lot

and by ‘end,’ I mean that you’re dead

Don’t want to be special

Don’t want to be cool

just want to be one of the guys

But I know you’re looking though the eyes of a fool

and you know this too

but it doesn’t sink through

because you just can’t see past the highs

The highs are so great, that you’d just hate

for that wonderful feeling to go

but the feeling you befriended

suddenly ended

and left you feeling low

The lows were so bad

that you just had

to find a way to make your day brighter

Then, to your surprise

in front of your eyes

appeared a pipe and a lighter

you were afraid to touch

you’ve taken so much

what the hell, you decided to be brave

You got dizzy for a spell

you stumbled and fell

and landed right in my grave