Its hard to change who we are..
When the people we know see the scars..
Reflections in a mirror don't look the same today..
Our mind has changed with a different words to say
A man who looked at life through a scope..
Has now found a new world through words and hope..
A part of me will stay the same, but now with words
I'm in a different game..
Once a clown in a room that kept everyone laughing..
But now I seach for words for a better ending..
Its nice to grow and change our desires..
But now the old and new have just crossed wires
So enjoy these times and let your mind grow..
We are now on a ride from the highs to the low..
Mar 31, 2010
Mar 31, 2010 at 1:39 PM UTC
Its hard to change who we are..
When the people we know see the scars..
Reflections in a mirror don't look the same today..
Our mind has changed with a different words to say
A man who looked at life through a scope..
Has now found a new world through words and hope..
A part of me will stay the same, but now with words
I'm in a different game..
Once a clown in a room that kept everyone laughing..
But now I seach for words for a better ending..
Its nice to grow and change our desires..
But now the old and new have just crossed wires
So enjoy these times and let your mind grow..
We are now on a ride from the highs to the low..
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