This song im working on.
Round, and round, and round, and round,
Round, and round, and round, and round.
My life's spinnin' all around,
It has it's ups and downs,
I don't know what to do with myself.
Backstabbers and those liars,
Why do they even exist,
They are just a downfall in this society.
My life's spinnin' all around,
These people surround me daily,
I don't know what to do with them.
All thats good has long been dead,
It died with innocence and purity,
And now all that's left is wickedness.
(Verse written mostly by Ivan)
2 comments:
sigh. life.
I like the "backstabbers and those liars, why do they even exist" part. it has a good rhythm and I do agree, but then my mom gave me a big lecture about that. hahaha. cuz like i said "those kind of people should just die." and she got like mad, and i was like, there she goes again. w/e. sorry. i love your poems.
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