Condemned    ....    to Become  















 A line has been drawn across my life
I no longer talk about the past
It is locked up inside me
No one can understand


I do not cry
I am as hard as wood
What could tears change?
What can be done about anything?


Whatever happens
it’s not up to me
I accept      I tolerate      I adapt
All the time I adapt


And I don’t get involved
I am outside it all
on the side-lines
watching


I keep to myself
I have few friends
Why should I cause others
to suffer pain unnecessarily?


After what has happened
I can’t be religious
The universe is indifferent
I know that I am

Condemned   ...   to become