WHAT MATTER THY NAME

For the past has made you sick

To what you were and you’ll ever be

You cling on, on to it with force

But unforgiving is the carnage

Coz for people you’re along with

What matter thy damage?

What you lived for, for all those years

The magic the touch, the touch of class

Your glory and name, name of no use

No mood no time, no time is just an excuse

Single miss and you’re forgotten

The case is not supportive

Depression brings out creativity

But anger is all you got

Retaliation without any pity

Justify for all you like

You run you cry for what you hold dear

But for people you’re along with

What matter thy fear

You fear your critics, you fear your fans

Time is right to call it quits

To die to fathom or to fade away

Or try to collect the broken bits

For your work was art and not your job

But job has got you fame

When you die and die you alone, then

What matter my name, what matter thy name