NotepadA Poem by PerspectiveState of mind
it's the changing of the seasons
I'm sure you have your reasons you have now committed treason my world is without reason A greater understanding Never taken for granted Appreciate the little things Ask how your doing care what it means Tell me your dreams Tell me a lie Tell me you love me An eye for an eye For you, for us, for love I'd of died Swallow your pride In me you confide Young and alive Only the strong survive You are all deprived Spoon fed lies Living with somebody else's guilt Playing somebody else's guitar Singing your own tune Marching to the beat of your own drum You'll never know the meaning of fun Such an undeniable feeling To know I have won So subtle I exspect no rebuttal I exspect nothing less I exspect nothing exceeding expectations I have replaced them Taken over by the colors of life Driven under by the reasoning of realities Risen above this darkness In these times of defining character In this place of refining scattered truths From the ground where I stem from my roots My evidence refutes and I refuse To do anything less than branch out Reaching for the sun, Feeding on this energy © 2017 PerspectiveAuthor's Note
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Added on April 29, 2017 Last Updated on April 29, 2017 Author
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