In the End
Now when I think about it I'm still alone no matter who comes to comfort me. In the end I just got me.. No one else to set me free; from this world of sorrow to just allow me to borrow, some happiness. That's all I ever wanted. Besides for being taunted and mistreated. Made fun of and being called names. I want to see the sun and my shot for fame. I would love to be number one but people out there just some, block you from that. Your spot your shot to the number one "HOT". I would love if my life would change I would just rearrange it, bend it but it always is the same. In the end...
Copyright © David Bailey | Year Posted 2011
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