Why Doesn'T Things Go On Our Way
Sometimes things don't go on our way,
Wondering why it has always been that way?
The agression and grief,
Is never replaced with relief.
Being tongue tied,
And brain hyped,
Lungs rotten,
And heart broken.
Wondering why things happen that way?
Well I don't think we can get any answers either way.
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