ME AGAINST THE WORLD
Maybe
am always wrong
Maybe
these are my fault
Maybe
I did not hit the dong
Maybe
it’s what I taught
Friends
rose up against me
Enemies
won’t let be me
When
will my deeds be free?
How
will I be sometimes me?
I
tried to calm
Take
things big as my palm
Trying
to read some psalm
Trying
to make things plum
I
walk up to friends and ask
I
walk up to foes to ask
It’s
not an easy task
For
my every ask
Am
I always wrong?
Did
I always do the pissing?
Is
it always my fault?
Am
I the one to blame always?
In
amusement ‘yeah’ they chorus
Making
me loose some focus
Now
my nose running mucus
Giving
up for me is now bogus
I
tried to think twice
Maybe
I even did it thrice
Because
with fear am white
Even
crowded I saw only me in my sight
Now
I know it’s sealed
No
friends here just foes
Now
I know it’s wheeled
No
blessings here just woes
It’s
me against the universe
It’s
only me in this verse
The
war just got strong like brass
Now
I realize my mass
It’s
really me against the world
Me against the
Universe
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