Looking for shelter from the rain
Looking for life away from pain
Nothing to leave, to take, or gain
It’s all too dark but very plain
Things are cold
And I’m out of the blue
Wasting away in the dew
If I’m too silent I can shout
If you don’t want me in, then I can go out
There is many a thing I can do without
Many a shadow within a doubt
It’s old to me
Nothing is new
Wasting away in the dew
If what is what and why is why
There’s a little truth within a lie
If we should laugh when we should cry
Who is to say we didn’t try
We’re washed up
And weary of this tune
Wasting away in the dew








Powerfully penned, Brandon. Oh, the nostalgia of teenage angst, I can relate. Excellent write with amazing wordplay you really know how to turn a phrase my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian