Soldier Grey
These days want and need are 2 different steeds
You see the things you don't like about yourself
You stand your ground but the ground is now a river
Missing rein's becomes the child's chagrin
Evil grin
sinner teeth
Bad taste with your sour face
No direction identified true
Make you appear in one place then displaced
Why didn't they give me the answers
Before I discovered the question
The story of life is yours but nobody will know
You can tell us you have no feelings
No subtle clue
Will it all change tomorrow
Telling us dictating preaching never repressed
Remembered oppressed
You can change
But it won't help you in this life
What you see around you
There's alot of ignoring while running for the door
A place I can take you to hear the truth
But still you see fictitious moments of whats right with grey
I believe in mathematics
It expresses it self
In every breathe every movement
The 21 grams of death
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