Can't think of a day I ever need some advice
But I guess I eventually paid the price
To think it was only once or twice
That goodness hit me with a surprise
The day came to be so free
To the things which I cannot see
Felt like it came time to finally quit
So I began to stand where I preferred to sit
Always had this anger in which I had to start fit
And let the rage come to somewhere darkness could finally be lit
in a cry I heard my mother dear
What became of me with a sudden fear
What could I say it's just up to me
Told the people to just let me be
Ignorant they were they just couldn't see
That my own way is the only thing for me to breathe
Alone I think my future maybe destined
Yet again im not the world who thinks everything's corrupted
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