There is just no other way to conceive
You can find ways to hide find ways to make believe
But that is the truth
And it’s just funny so so funny
That that’s the way it is
Photocopies gone similiar into the truth and yet so far
Life is so strange
But stranger is how people make it to be
How life is so different
So wrong
And yet seen as so right
It’s Interesting how right then becomes wrong
And everything is in double
Like the squint in my daughters eye
How horrible I am to her
A tree is her tree and no matter what it’s perfect
But I don’t see it that way
I see she didn’t try but that’s probably a lie
As she did but it was hard for her age and then I got caught with an unmuted unmute
It god knows who I am
This ridicule woman
Trying to think big when I’m so small
And trying to be nice when I’m really not
Being sad looking at things wrong
But I would help them if they needed help
But it makes me wonder why both stand taking the role of each other
What’s my role
What’s my status
What are intentions
Am I really who I say I am
Akeed no
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