Me , Myself And I Me
Me the personality that's killing me slowly like ME, characteristics of myself, fret not thyself avoid high shelves thoughts aim tall tree. I the personality that will reply, love who love me believe me I try, poor or rich get caskets no one transcend to the sky, still willing to stay faithful look to the sky. Respect the creator of life humans on earth want praise I don't see any of them in the sky, we equal from we use the same oxygen someday we will die, precious life just walk by, just a next poor soul telling the world goodbye. When there is hardly any good in goodbye, unless we tell goodbye goodbye. Me myself and I hardly can remember the last time I cry, broken wings the price I pay high fly, hope I did not tell the real ones bye-bye. Pain design the way of the heart, nowadays I realize i must analyze the way I talk, turn victim of the system the way we walk.
I confidently love myself daily, smokey room everywhere crawl away baby, something that they say hurt me daily, still I find pleasure like kissing a lady. Me myself and I ambitions aiming to the sky high, instruments that get me high, thoughts infuse with smoke climbing to the sky, when am up there high wish i could tell God hi. Me myself and I if I encounter pain its me alone, if money control most people why do we need a crown. Its me myself and I, look at the way we lie, we text someone special dying for a reply, staring at the phone might develop blurry eyes. Journey of life might turn an idol with a killer instinct, brothers all for themselves receive praises because we clip wings, killing a brother still make you a victim. Better him than me some of us will say, its a suicidal future imagine the price we pay, just remember we all of to pay, some just pay sooner less privilege before they cast away. Me myself and I claim I don't need love, lonely time still let me desire hugs, only God can save us new version of the great flood.
Roland S Brown
Me the personality that's killing me slowly like ME, characteristics of myself, fret not thyself avoid high shelves thoughts aim tall tree. I the personality that will reply, love who love me believe me I try, poor or rich get caskets no one transcend to the sky, still willing to stay faithful look to the sky. Respect the creator of life humans on earth want praise I don't see any of them in the sky, we equal from we use the same oxygen someday we will die, precious life just walk by, just a next poor soul telling the world goodbye. When there is hardly any good in goodbye, unless we tell goodbye goodbye. Me myself and I hardly can remember the last time I cry, broken wings the price I pay high fly, hope I did not tell the real ones bye-bye. Pain design the way of the heart, nowadays I realize i must analyze the way I talk, turn victim of the system the way we walk.
I confidently love myself daily, smokey room everywhere crawl away baby, something that they say hurt me daily, still I find pleasure like kissing a lady. Me myself and I ambitions aiming to the sky high, instruments that get me high, thoughts infuse with smoke climbing to the sky, when am up there high wish i could tell God hi. Me myself and I if I encounter pain its me alone, if money control most people why do we need a crown. Its me myself and I, look at the way we lie, we text someone special dying for a reply, staring at the phone might develop blurry eyes. Journey of life might turn an idol with a killer instinct, brothers all for themselves receive praises because we clip wings, killing a brother still make you a victim. Better him than me some of us will say, its a suicidal future imagine the price we pay, just remember we all of to pay, some just pay sooner less privilege before they cast away. Me myself and I claim I don't need love, lonely time still let me desire hugs, only God can save us new version of the great flood.
Roland S Brown
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