*Sorry its been so long. Had personal issues. Here you go*
When people go around, screaming in my face,
I have no reason, not to re-face.
I pace myself seldomly, live in the moment,
Kind of ironic this life? And that fact that I own it?
They all rush me, like an exponential component,
Before I can say, hold please, I'll sign just fold it!
So chaotic, attempting to survive this world,
From songs to friends, being twisted and hurled.
I cannot ask for more, I have way to plenty,
It wasn't fate, but determination that sent me.
Rent me a place, to stay and leave the earth,
So I can reflect, on the day of my birth.
My father once said, "You will do great things",
But I didn't believe him, nor any of the sings.
I thought life was just a game, start over at the end,
But really, you stop when cannot do the befriend.
This is it for now, talk to you later,
I love my peoples, and discourage the haters.
Had nothing to write about so I wrote this. See ya later
