(Written December of 2010)
My life is what it is
I don't blame the place that I live
Of course its negative
But its what keeps me so highly positive
Twisting and turning
Yearning for clearer learning
My mind freezes but my heart beats quicker
Quietly I explode but expose like a picture
I can see but I'm blind in my mind
Wasting time that I can't rewind
My life is what it is after its been battered and bruised
Kicked and stepped on with steel-toe shoes
I've felt happiness a couple of times
But all I've gotten was a broken heart and a mind full of sympathy rhymes
My thoughts are nothing if not heard
But can't be heard if I don't say a word
Thats a trick my mind likes to play
Like what good is in tommorow if you don't remember yesterday
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