The Inner Dance
Some people live to see you cry, they rejoice over your tears
They don’t care about your happiness, only their contentment matters
They pray for your sadness; your pain is a carnival for them
Everyone know what’s best for you
Everyone has an opinion on your life
Everyone has a judgment of you and yet they are living in the same immorality you’re in
Strange how we all are in condemnation of each other but never look within our own self
I have a problem with people singing peace and love and then pray for you to fall…how does that work?
Why would you celebrate someone darkness, someone pain?
Why would someone sadness gives you pleasure …why?
Don't live in dogma...someone else belief
Don't allow the noise of others to drown out your own opinions of your life
If you get to taste of happiness, a second of peace embrace it with both hands
Life will not always have you smile but when it does, grab it …dance that great dance of life
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