Nothing Uncommon
I am nothing and I am common
Does doing something new means a difference?
Becoming well known and uncommon
Perhaps an only lifetime were meant for deterrence
If we climb we will fall
No going about any other way
Why do we ask for more?
Is it because... we cannot find the way?
We listen and we try to follow
Are we not listening to oneself hard enough?
If we're listening... why isn't the bad we borrow?
Is it cause the good in us all will people laugh?
I will not run... I will confront
I will not hide... I will dispose
Living means only... never done
Trying only means... never close
Have I done something to make a difference?
When I did... do I become uncommon?
Is there a whole world to make that interference?
When nothing I am... only to be common
Copyright © Joel Lee | Year Posted 2015
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