Too Much To Ask

Too Much To Ask

A Poem by Somber Eyes

I know I'll never win a Pulitzer
And I'll never win a Nobel prize
But is it really asking too much to be somebody
Before this body dies?

I'm not getting any younger, I have fewer years ahead
Than those that I have left behind
Now, is it really asking too much to be somebody
Before I run out of time?

When I was younger, I had such high hopes
But with each passing year, that hope slowly dies
As each year passes, the time seems to go quicker
And I can't believe how fast time flies

I know I'll never be a leader of men
Most times, I can't even lead myself
But is it really asking too much to have wisdom and strength
To lead myself out of this Hell?

I know that I'm the only one who can help me now
Only I can save my own soul
But is it really asking too much to have a few friends
Who can help me reach that goal?

When I was younger, my whole world came crashing down
I was shot through the heart and left for dead
So many years have passed, but time for me stands still
And I can still remember all those words she said

Now, I'm sick and tired of being nobody
I'm sick and tired of failing every task
What do I have to do to be somebody?
Is it too much?
Tell me, is it too much to ask?
I'm sick and tired of living my life in fear
I'm sick and tired of living in the past
What do I have to do to end all of this pain?
Is it too much?
Tell me, is it too much to ask?

I know I'll never have the confidence
That I see so many people project
But is it really asking too much for just a little bit?
I would never let it go unchecked

I know I'll never have charisma and charm
There's no one eating from the palm of my hand
But is it really asking too much to have someone by my side
Until my hourglass runs out of sand?

When I was younger, I was so naive
I thought that good things come to those who wait
Now I'm older, now I'm colder, and I've wasted my youth
Putting my trust in the hands of fate

When I was younger, I was optimistic
There were many other fish in the sea
But now I'm looking back on all those lonely years
And I've never had anyone standing by me

I'm sick and tired of living this life alone
I'm sick and tired of wasting time
What do I have to do to find true love?
And will I find it before I die?

I'm sick and tired of being nobody
I'm sick and tired of failing every task
What do I have to do to be somebody?
Is it too much?
Tell me, is it too much to ask?
I'm sick and tired of living my life in fear
How can I leave it all in the past?
Will I ever learn to be the man I want to be?
Is it too much?
Tell me, is it too much to ask?

My life is fading fast
My time here will never last
I need to escape the past
But I'm afraid it's too much to ask

© 2013 Somber Eyes


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