Footprint.

Don't wanna be a number, don't
wanna be a name,
Just wanna be in wonder, outside
the normal game,

Don't wanna be a creep for
lending a helping hand,
Don't wanna sleep with one
eye open, forgotten in the
bloody sand,

Don't wanna be the problem,
just wanna help to solve,
Don't wanna be the sticking point,
that makes the world devolve,

Who will remember? He was
a fighter, he was a lover, he
was an awesome guy?
Just him, he loved to live, but too
much did he have to ask
why,

Why the numbers, why the games?
People recorded, in serial order, not
so much their names,
You are debt, live til you die, dragging
them down, always asking
why,

Nevermind, work 'til you die...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
11/11/2012