Saturday, August 28, 2010

Spot me.

Blue skies and cool breezes
A day that mocks my very existance
Tryin to brave the waves of uncertaities
The doubts that build inside of me


Eyes of the world never seemed so harsh
Their prejudice hits a spot 
Oh my, can they see right through me?


Feelings come and go, they spin me like top
Once I'm up and strong, the gravity pulls me down
Yeah you anchor me to the ground. 


Eyes of the world never seemed so observant
They see the stones in my heart
Oh my, will they pound the gavel?
Turn me to my inevitable end? 

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