This Is A Way

by Rudy Velazquez   May 28, 2011


I can barely understand anything in my life.
Did you make it in your past life.
This isn't about the love.
Can't just think, but try to feel above.
Can we tell that we are true for our heroes.
Soon people do come from being a zero.
I'm going to miss how we were small kids.
Now, your in jail saying "Is this forbid."
Gently touch can warm your soul.
My life feel like its in a hole.
Make you understand that we do feel pain.
My body holds it, but why feel dead in the brain.
Growing up to a person I didn't know
Look at the paint and yet still act like clown.
Your still making it with the love I forgot.
So many thoughts in my mind feel like its a a lot.
Mom and dad I'm growing up into the true me
Now my life feels in peace, so can you leave it be.

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