Exercise in Futility - Symbion Project

I exercise in

Futility, it

Keeps me fit and

Makes me thin.

I

Venture out into

The bleak light

On a lark, on

A random whim.

You

Overwhelm my

Sense of balance.

I

Hold it tight

Keep it close

And controlled and within

This chemistry can

Only create more

Disbelief

You call the shots

You hold all the reins tied to me

Yours is the voice of uncertainty

Where is this path you are leading me?

Some sort of twisted methodology

I may be deaf, but I still can see

Yours is the voice of uncertainty

Where is this path you are leading me?

Some sort of twisted methodology

I may be deaf, but I still can see