Sky high

Tue, 12/09/2014 - 16:55 -- Tcc4

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They say I'm sky high

That there is a limit and I hit it

They say that I'm great

They think they know my fate

But their promises are actually lies they make

 

They think I'm sky high

but how high am I

They think that I get by

But do they know my high?

 

They actually know my face

a facade to give off grace

They say what they think

What they think leaves a bad taste.

But what are these lies based?

They don't know my case.

 

They say I"m sky high

That I'm on cloud 9

but to them I sigh

as i breathe, goodbye

 

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