Waste Away

I'm not sorry 
I'm not angry 
I don't hate you 
nor am I desperately unhappy 

In tiny ways I'm feeling strong 
I feel the earth beneath me 
even when the universe is all wrong 

I won't waste away 
feed my sould, I'm hungry 
I won't waste away 
I'm going to live 

I'll be rich 
or I'll die poor 
if there's a difference 
I don't care anymore 
Is everyone afraid to laugh 
well I can't help myself 
In spite of everything I do not have 

The weight of all this waiting 
the wasted and denied 
I picture it quite differently 
I'd like to think the dead are dying