It Didn'T Make Me
IT DIDN'T MAKE ME
I made many mistakes,
Yet, my mistakes didn't make me,
I reminisce on the past,
Everything been so fast,
Now, we are here,
But, we aren't here for we,
Busy playing the part while everything falls apart
Vain festival; eating and choking, drinking and purging
All is well; those very smiles, we kept on forging
We are losing it while trying to gain it and keep it
When it goes wrong; we are reminded to forget it
But we need it; as a reminder not to do it
If you feel the pain; you are alive
When you are dead; you can't feel the pain
We need the pain to keep us sane in this lane
In the end, we can only keep our name.
Lordvip
23:46
17th Oct. 18
Copyright © Victor-Alexander Chibuikem | Year Posted 2018
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