My Deranged Life
Corruption deceit and pain run though my vans. Life is always the same millions of people know my name. They treat my like a bad disease where ever i go. Persecution and judgement they place on me. I don't know why some people want me to die. I am a real nice guy really I am. I don't know why you wont make me your guy. I am the reason you live I am the reason you cry I am the reason you die. I must say I am the happiness of everyone's day. I know you don't see it that way. You need to change you vindictive ways. And make you life better for future day. I can change people in many ways. We don't know what the future holds. If the truth be told. I know you want me but to your vindictive ways you want to hold. Know one will ever understand me. What I have been through. All this pain and strife. No memories i can share. Just a gray haze lingers there. Nothing from my childhood i can remember. Guess that's why my heart is broken and tender. What a deranged life i live. Your love to me i wish you would give. If you can figure out this deranged life i live.
Copyright © Craig Schaber | Year Posted 2016
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