For Whom Does the Bell Ring
No one is real in this
World, except mom.
There are enemies,
That want to drop the bomb.
Poor people have poor
People for friends.
Some roads traveled
Lead to dead - ends.
People don't care if you're good,
They seek good looks.
Vanity, this is one for
The books.
People respect money
They do not respect other people.
Most characters remind
Me of a snake or a weasel.
The one you love the best,
Can hurt the most.
Leaves you shattered
And loving her ghost.
The truth is simple, when
You explain, it becomes hard.
You can never really prepare,
Some things catch you off - guard.
When you're good you enjoy the music,
When you're sad you understand the words.
Most times people and
Situations are absurd.
It is hard to be patient,
When you have none.
There is no limit on,
Back to square one.
Check your attitude when,
You have everything.
You never know for
Whom does the bell ring?
Turbo1904 ?
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