sometimes life, can just get you down
and push your fuckin' face into the cold dark ground
but what separates us from the others is one thing
having love and respect, now that's a strong thing
yeah i know, i rhymed the same words twice
but sometimes you gotta just to get it said right
you gotta be strong, keepin ya head towards the heavens
never lookin down, it's you you must believe in
i could say all this till im blue in the face
but you gotta make the changes, put your own life in place
all i can do is give an outside perspective
and tell you that the negativity is subjective
to change, all the change that you wanna make to it
your life is worth living, your way, youll get through this
nothing anyone can do can break your stride
your life is like a badge of honor, wear it with pride
we all got our problems, where would anyone begin
never give up fuckin' never give in
the world is a hard place, that's the fuckin' point
to build the civil-hearted, and the weak all disjoint
if we could all join hands, just for a minute
like-minded, we'd stand, bein' in it win it
depression hits hard like Lesnar of the Brock
its got your head spinnin like arms on a clock
nothin' seems real, man it all feel's surreal
they walked across your heart and expect you to deal
with the bullshit, they spit, poisonously at you
but you see right through, right to the new truth
truth being, life comes and it goes
and i believe ones' self can truly never know
full potential, unless they wanna reach it
reach harder and i swear you will achieve this
pick your head up off the floor, that's where feet belong
and all the haters that your feet will soon be steppin' on
that's right it's time to live this life for you
if you're not going to, no one else will tell you to
i wish life came with a manual
and if i had a question, open up to chapter two
there, page seven, you'll see it at the bottom
"hateful people: and what to fuckin' do about em'."
i'd read, as pages go on an on
solving all my problems, like a new phenomena
but it don't exist...that i will insist
guess i gotta scratch that one off the christmas list
but that don't mean i can't wish next year
and the next year, fuck, i wish each year
but i know always to keep my chin up
better days will come, silver linin' here i come
not everything is wrapped up in a ribbon
with your name on it, sayin "here, come, listen."
to be honest...nothing good is ever free
unless you truly love to be around there company
love is tricky, i know we all know about it
we must accept that no one here can grow without it
on a tiny dot, floating in the middle of
a giant galaxy, unexplored, right above
you look up and gaze, just stand there and wonder
just like everyone else on the planet 'round ya
we gotta stop pointin' out the negatives
and only focus on the things we are progressing with
if you're kind who progresses with hatful thoughts
then you're not worth the time it took to write this fuckin' song
so just bounce and take your shitty mood with ya
from 1 to 10, you only get the middle finga
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twenty one. finally learning who i am and what i love.
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