That's why your Mum would want to treat you much better
Your siblings be glad they shared your womb Your enemies go shoulder-high claiming they dix you
And your beloved, believe you are the best in an Ocean of choices
No eyes wanna see how RED your sweat is
No ear would listen to your groans
Won't they have told you to quit if you've gone to seek their tongue?
They despise you as you crawl and grumble towards ahead the leader
No Angel carried you to fly when you started
Devils serves you Tea to dim your heart as you Taxi for the race
Its just you that picked the Mustard seed to name you Great
The only journey you see the end from the beginning remains the way
No other way leads to Paradise except the Hell
No one, but you and yourself tells you to be a SUCCESS!
Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 1:59 AM UTC
That's why your Mum would want to treat you much better
Your siblings be glad they shared your womb Your enemies go shoulder-high claiming they dix you
And your beloved, believe you are the best in an Ocean of choices
No eyes wanna see how RED your sweat is
No ear would listen to your groans
Won't they have told you to quit if you've gone to seek their tongue?
They despise you as you crawl and grumble towards ahead the leader
No Angel carried you to fly when you started
Devils serves you Tea to dim your heart as you Taxi for the race
Its just you that picked the Mustard seed to name you Great
The only journey you see the end from the beginning remains the way
No other way leads to Paradise except the Hell
No one, but you and yourself tells you to be a SUCCESS!
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