I Can Hear the Water Cry
Tired and uninspired.
I can hear the water cry.
I die a thousand times a day,
Just look inside my eye.
Too tired to be inspired.
Too scared to call God a liar.
My desire was for a life,
Where strife was not required,
Retired somewhere where pain did not exist.
I missed my opportunity,
So goodbye my ass got kissed.
Got dissed by ev'ry angel in the sky.
I am too afraid to die,
Since I can hear the water cry.
Away, one day, I just want to fly,
But, I'm too afraid to die, since I can hear the water cry....
Copyright © Dakarai Cobb | Year Posted 2012
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