The days and nights have passed
The only vision that's last
When solstice have passed
Ideas and impressions born in field vast
Even directors were doubted why don't they cast
Have u ever got in ur past
And saw ur decisions last
We care for u each said
But nor one came to led
Is that's what they cal shed
To leave me cry on bed
Its better to be dead
They used me when they need
N trash me off indeed
Is thats what we cal care
To be with me somatic
N make an act dramatic
I handled all with soothe
But it pained when i was moodie
Have ever been i met to
Who like me as i bet to
No not yet, not yet hav met
Some thngs had really happened
That thought me to use weapon
My weapon was my spirit and strength
I havn't used guns or grnate
But killed the ego of many people n made them laid
The people thought i'm goon
But nor was me being quite all noon
My faith on GOD n parent's boon
Had boost me up very soon
All thought that i'm a loon
But its not tru my moon
Now be back in the sky
And shines up very High
Categories:
moodie, lifeme, people, me, people,
Form: Rhyme