GoingStRaNgE
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Jul 28, 2002
- Messages
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Sometimes I pick up a pen & I intend
To write a beautiful relection of my
Soul
This is one of those times when
My rhymes try to tell my story
or
A beautiful reflection of my
Soul
Save the beauty
For i guess its up
To you to say
After all, im way to hard on myself
Even with my yesterday
I can't say i forgive myself
Can't play like I've never broken rules
I'm such a fool, cuz i know im
O.K.
But i say my evil seed has germinated
& termanated any worth within me
Said as i pull out my hair
Like i said
I'm a fool
People tell me to let things go
Which i should know
Yet through it all
I always bawl
I'm the mystery of
My story
I bore my with the cycle of
My life...
Stand tall
Fall down
Pick myself up
Trip to the ground
Pick myself up
Trip down to the ground
It's the sound of your voice that
Makes my choice
It'a people i barely know
But when they do show
They can't shur thier traps
They yap yap yap
Its all or zero
I'm never the hero
Not in my own mind
So i should know i'm blind
For others say they see my true me
And i tell others of thier beauty
That only thier mirror hold from them
I can divide one by one
The truth of others is with me
& i accept the beauty of me
A beautiful reflection of my soul
Save the beauty
Or, not... you're call
I'll just listen
straaange
To write a beautiful relection of my
Soul
This is one of those times when
My rhymes try to tell my story
or
A beautiful reflection of my
Soul
Save the beauty
For i guess its up
To you to say
After all, im way to hard on myself
Even with my yesterday
I can't say i forgive myself
Can't play like I've never broken rules
I'm such a fool, cuz i know im
O.K.
But i say my evil seed has germinated
& termanated any worth within me
Said as i pull out my hair
Like i said
I'm a fool
People tell me to let things go
Which i should know
Yet through it all
I always bawl
I'm the mystery of
My story
I bore my with the cycle of
My life...
Stand tall
Fall down
Pick myself up
Trip to the ground
Pick myself up
Trip down to the ground
It's the sound of your voice that
Makes my choice
It'a people i barely know
But when they do show
They can't shur thier traps
They yap yap yap
Its all or zero
I'm never the hero
Not in my own mind
So i should know i'm blind
For others say they see my true me
And i tell others of thier beauty
That only thier mirror hold from them
I can divide one by one
The truth of others is with me
& i accept the beauty of me
A beautiful reflection of my soul
Save the beauty
Or, not... you're call
I'll just listen
straaange
