Our bitter pride we have inside
Can make the world sad and lonely
Our reckless youth is not the one
And not the only
Part of life we live in strife
It seems it never ends
We want a wife we want a life
We want good and clever friends
But it is so hard to learn
The life we earn
Can never be satisfied
We have our money
We have our pride
We all have something
That aches inside.
This isn’t spontaneous. I wrote it earlier.
BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!! That was amazing!! Love it!
a hundred thousand milligrams wasn’t enough,
it wasn’t the end it was my entry and since it’s been tough
OD, lose touch with reality. Talking in tounges in bed… woe is me…
If I could take it back I definitely would, but you have to understand -I still see the good.
And though there’s no escape from this little show,
it won’t prevent me from (get up and go).
Shaky hands because of my own demands I think about mistakes and I flub up my plans.
They’re in control, the auditorium like a cone shaped drill into my head.
I lost the cap of my skull…
am I alive or dead?
Who are you?
I do not know
people see many things
you have many sides
only known by yourself
people see you in one way
others see you in another way
who are you?
I do not know
You know it
if you do not, trouble
nobody knows, not even you
then there is the God
He knows you
thank the God
somebody knows you
your life has meaning here
on the Earth with billions of lives
with those who do not know you
Thank the God.