Price To Pay
Price to Pay
A passing thought of freedom,gives way to how i feel.
My head is lost in fantasy,my heart feels what is real.
I want to linger in my dream,where all is fine and well.
And ignor that sickening feeling that my lifes a living hell.The longer i stay in my deam
the worse its gonna get,
untill i`m left with nothing but pain and regret.saying 'i wish i never did that""aw damn
i should of done this.All my choices made in my life were surly hit and miss.everything in
life i know dont come free.they all come with a hidden price paid by you and me.to be
paid in full,i have no doubt wheither i pay now or later i know theres no way out.I made
my choice ,I chose to play.
Now play times over ,its time to pay.How high is the price ,and whats to be lost.What must
i pay,What will my life cost.A little or alot makes no differance to me,i`ll pay any price
it takes to set me free.
Copyright © Mark Kainuma | Year Posted 2011
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