Moxie Poor Lost Soul
I've arrived at a degree Of responsibility Where sometimes coaxed by parents Younger ones look up to me To look in their eyes is to scope A universe that's filled with hope I want to show them light But I'm afraid that they just might Reach in... Find me Oh, God, I'll be exposed They will see They will know I'm such a poor lost soul... Inventing pain that makes me cry So my pen will never dry Is this activity that makes a model more worthy? Don't look for too long at my face You'll see that I'm in the wrong place Where I belong remains a dream I'll always chase Don't reach in, find me Oh God, I'll be exposed Who would have known I'd become such a poor lost soul
