real me

Two stories of tragedy, set to music.  Original Spoken Word and Music by Paul Scheberle.
 SPENT 
As he laid on the sidewalk, shaking and cold
His mind wandered back, when he didn't' feel old
It was wonderful then with only the best
With three piece suits that showed his success
A life full of friends, a wife he adored
A house full of kids, was his life's reward

He lit up a smoke that someone had tossed
He knew what had happened, he knew what he lost
How could this happen? He wasn't so bad
He was good to his wife and always a dad

I'll tell you what happened to this broken down man
The man took a drink and the drink took the man.
His life went out with the smoke in his hand
Yeh, the man took a drink and the drink took the man
©2014 PAUL W SCHEBERLE

DISCARD   by Paul Scheberle
She leaned on the rail clenching her fists
Shards in her heart, scars on her wrists
Like the rag doll she felt like, all pulled apart
Looking down at her future, that never did start
No one would care if she decided to stay
Tears falling in water and rippling away
She thought about school, they made fun of her looks
The friends that she had, they all lived in books
Eating lunch in the bathroom, where she would escape
For the moment she’d hide from this form of rape   
Every morning a greeting from faces so fair
She wears the same dress; just look at that hair
Being quite entertaining, the brunt of the joke
Not bearing the weight, her heart it just broke
Where did she go she wasn’t in school?
Another statistic, she just wasn’t cool
©2015 PAUL W SCHEBERLE



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