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What i see can it really be.
Why does everything I do always have a consequence that leads me back to you,
I got to see it through and be true,
I cant deal with this,
Its all a massive miss of a passive diss,
A glitch that’s all it is,
When ever i see your face it just makes me see that this place is nothing without you to
lighten the sky,
The way to go.
All that doesn’t mean anything when your not at the centre of everything.
When i walk by all the people I knew at school,
I see them all happy as a drunken fool,
I think to myself i must be a moon to imagine that I could be like them,
They all have socially driven lives,
Without any demise,
Regret is a tough feeling when you don’t understand limits of those that surround you,
A small crack is all it takes to smash the minds of those that you left behind
They dont know how it is to crash into a wall in life.
Well here we are in this life without a care in the world all happy as can be,
But look again there’s more than just people, cars, trees, buildings, and everything else
that you see,
People have to learn to begin to understand how it is for the people who don't have all that,
You see them in the street living out of bags and cans,
How can you walk by and just say good bye,
But that’s just how,
There's no changing it.
If i said hello in the street would you holla back,
Or would you just throw a smack.
If i said have a nice day,
Would you stop and say hey,
Well it was nice to meet you,
But what a shame you don’t even know my name,
I'm an okay guy when given a chance,
I know some jokes but I don’t like to croak.
One day i found myself sitting by a shelf,
It had all these books that didn’t look all that good,
but i gave them a chance and read the pages,
Instead of just blazing at the cover,
It's not about what’s on the outside its all about the inside,
If someone was inside out would you still try to find how they looked before they spoke,
Or would you just poke at their thoughts to read and see if they are what you need,
Nobody wants to be lonely,
So don’t flip them off when they feel off,
Just give them a break and say hey take a seat why don’t you talk to me.
Thats just life someone would say,
But i say everything has a chance for a second glance,
I was talking to my brothers one day and one of them said hey that aint fair but then
another said lifes not fair,
But that aint true,
Life is as fair as a fifty fifty deal,
One way or another that is life but how i see it is just another illusion of confusion.