Time Already Tells Me

I walk through giving up on everyone's devil opening
My windows slide up and down like my eye lids
looking for a solution 
Whole life I have been used
I feel rich and people should not so they can't feel only when they are around me
everyday or whatever I say something
someone gets to make a few bucks
having a cell phone I want to smash 
but it's only emergency I'm still in luck
I pray in the wind hoping I find a better more freedom place
my life is like sateilight outer space
the pain makes my eyes rain
because people are insane
people kill pop pills do deadly drugs
all i look is for a hug
still not found 
I don't feel lost they do without me
i see all the pretend friends 
seeing dead ends 

I follow like a party by myself
no one see's me
only when i sing on a cell phone
they get rich
life's a *****
i must commend my commandments 
stronger worded better in the light
like a prayer 
so I'm a doer and a talker
everyone's a stalker but there cowards
I feel sorry for them, but i don't because it would be awkward
Lets go backwards at every step in my life I have ever met Onward 
I still don't trust anyone 
people get away with drugs and murder and live life rich
I get away with loving god
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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