Misery

My position is that I don’t know when to give and when to receive, i've been lost I must admit

I see the love and I hang on it.

I see the passion but never follow it.

Am I a joke!

for mimicking such emotions, I do provoke what I see.

can be some happiness

in a movie

where some rich kid surrounded by some groupies as they yell in his ear screaming book me.

rookie

Misery. I dually note

rainy days have you wet but never soaked

pause.

where is the sensation for my nation?

Stitched together by roots lies and chains

Hahaha its America in our eyes its all the same

Where you celebrate for a month about the truth

But the rest of the year we’re mute

I told you my mother say

I told you my father say

Misery I dually note

In the past I thought any and every one dreamed to exit the past

Now it seems those of the future want to go back to the past

Well where do I go to last.