Bitter
Well I learnt how to be bitter,to live
alongside a situation like a creepy ol
critter ,,, To try and try and always
fall,never get that nerve to stand
tall....
Looking fate square in the face in
chuckles of rage, I wonder when my
mysterious life will turn its page,,,,
knowing one might be wrong in their
ways they befold, wanting nothing
more than their hearts to be warm
not so cold...
Looking at the present a huge task to
feet, if only one could stay focused
on the future he'd see it's stronger
than week.,, shall I overcome this
brutal beast I hold within,,,to walk
ever so free inside a conscience of
sin..........
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