It's Life
Born under the lights at night I start my life.
I feel free; do as I please, undergo obstacles to understand life.
To understand life is not fair, from losing a loved one and can’t question the guy upstairs, who stares upon our life, life is not fair.
Its life
To see your precious, delightful, nerve racking,beautiful/handsome always asking, now I have my own life, depart from your side.
The life you got use to for the amount of years when your life changed, just not the same, the tears yell pain, and maybe I should just continue life.
Its life
Not understanding the understanding, without question who is planning my life ahead.
How do you know what you heard was true, that’s why my beliefs are based on seeing so I understand the clue.
Don’t judge the book by its cover, but little do you know the book is covering its climaxes and conflicts titled LIFE, but don’t conflict the wounded with ignorance.
Live, love, life is the perspective of my conscious; I feel I have everything I want and need to be bonded with them special specific I want in my life.
Our generation laugh, cry’s, sin, dies, happiness in a since applies to us at different times, but I will not stay a stone as life moves on, I will live until I’m am no longer unknown.
Its Life
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