Night Images
I count my losses as I let them go
Never letting anyone that’s hurt me know
That I am letting the water touch the ground
And moving forward instead of looking down
My car is missing a tailpipe
Not understand what’s with all the hype
Let’s let ourselves drown
Cause then nobody can bring us down
I can’t swim without his pull
I can’t win without this bull
Shit comes first before any sunshine
Yet everybody soars to their dreams leaving me behind
Let’s let go of the hope
Cause their is no proof that we can cope
When we lose sight of the truth
People say they speak poetry but that’s a misuse
Of language cause it’s a facade
Nobody writes poetry without feeling, it’s just a mirage
I had a dream about you last night
Doesn’t matter cause you’re out of my sight
Don’t know what it means
Maybe someday I might
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