Big Giant Contradiction, by LostSoul
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As I look out the path
No wrath
I see these steps
Leaving me out of breath
Like I cheated death
This life is my contest
My own stress
No one's going to put me to rest
I'm obsessed with living
But I'm depressed from giving
Time to protest, reset
To live life again, a request
Time to take a stroll
Give life to this old soul
Make me whole
Take me out of this hole
Cause I'm about to lose control
I'm looking for a new direction
No broken walls and halls and friction
Sometimes I feel like a big giant contradiction
No prediction, just my affliction
What ever happened to conviction
Take one step and a leap of faith
Who knows you might rotate
Reverse to a previous date
Leading you straight
Maybe it's fate
Maybe I just have to wait
Let my mind debate
Take me to a happy state
The shadows loom
Overcasting doom
Imagining burying me in my own tomb
Writing this rhyme in my own room
Don't assume, better yet presume
You know how to make me resume
I am my own doom
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Posted: 2009-04-13 03:55:51 UTC |
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