Victory

I see the pain I caused, and all the world turns black.
I wonder how it's done...now I'm a brand new Zach.
But it was either turn black now or go off the cliff,
I chose now, and in this respect, I've got a real nack.

Sometimes I wonder if this is all a test
a way to get emotions, a way to be the best.
But this is life, real life, and it's been wasted.
Waste of life is evil, though even God took a rest.

I ripped the paper that I write this on
like my grip on reality, suddenly it's free.
I dream of a place where there is no sun,
torn-up sunlight isn't where I'm meant to be.

Happiness is selfless or selfish,
not everyone can have it.
I try and I try but I continue to miss
the point of all this that I see.

Why is it like this, trapped inside bars?
Like the tears of a newborn, I know not where to go.

So I smile, I smile so as not to cry,
and I dread the day when the world says good-bye
because Heaven is meant for those who are good.
And I don't even know me.

But, I know who I am...
Lots of people hate me, but they turned and ran.
I'm here in life and I'm alive,
I love the Lord, and through the strife,
a shining light beacons me through the fight.

I'm very blessed, I've got great friends,
an awesome truck and contentment on lend.
Sadness, happiness, joy, and love...
they all make me, with the anger of man.

The bottom line is...happiness is freedom.
If anyone takes it, you have the right to shoot 'em.
For the birds in the sky and the cheetah in the woods,
for the happy little boy that was murdered in the 'hood.
For those you love and those you hate,
for life and your inevitable fate...

Be a bit of sunshine, because the world is too dark. :)