Misunderstood
To seem to be one to rely
only makes me want to cry
life before death, while we beg for one last breath
turn around your life prepare to understand why
only makes me want to die
misunderstood conceptional feelings break through as my thoughts continue to hold greater than glue.
Think for a minute but not too long,
in other minds you'll always be considered wrong
Stare at the ground pretend no one is around
for one day i'll know why my thoughts were profound.
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