Wasted opportunity.
Live life like a fool
who walked away from everything
then he set it all on fire, laughing.
Never once was normal.
Never once accused.
Always finding excuses why
a freak like me deserves to die and
everything around me screams
"Go the fuck away"
It never seems to bother me.
But I guess I should be glad their not me.
Cause if I wasn't crazy then
how could I ever see
that everything is all fucked up.
We're running scared right out of luck.
You never see me frown.
You always see me smile
like nothing's ever bothering me
although you've got a problem with me.
NOT AFRAID TO DIE
Like the rivers and the trees.
I'll be here till the end of time.
At least until these words don't rhyme..
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quite well my friend it flowed well and it had kinda a anti-ryhtme feel to it with out taking anything from it 2 thumbs from the rain
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