My Thoughts

what a life when you live trife, make your choices and blame them on voices, in your head,
you made your bed, now you lie in a lonely world guilty of being what everyone thinks, dreams
of a life thats beautiful and safe, only places and time are never the same, though ways are 
alike and thoughts are unkind, people will tell you your outta yor mind, we all get to choose 
 our rights from wrongs, prolonging the inevitable, creating a mess, convincing the world that 
we didnt do it, shoot just admitt it we all screw up, some are more real and thats how we 
get caught, the rest are left to fight, just to be right, hoping they'll see the light, tight grip, 
my palms are sweaty, always ready and out the door, wanting more but getting less, 
correcting the misconceptions of the political folk, dividing them from us, no difference only 
pure injust,
bust our ass to survive and maintain a steady vibe, put on a show for many to see, doing 
what they do so they imitate me, money, power, respect thats what its about, clout and 
strength that can be bought,yet we seek nothing and have it all but nothing is what it 
seems, reality check in the mail, sent from above, but below we clock in every second were 
alive, hiigh five to a stranger, wink to yourself, noone wants to be lonely but lives for 
themselves, feel what im saying it really makes sense, time and patience, what for, not me 
and you, just for one more!!!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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