Monday, February 28, 2011

The Attitude

I'm feeling it all those people throwing just sit
somedays it just happens, I'm always fit
but always, someone forgets and regrets follow
this mood is so low, it's like a shallow
such a counterblow, that lump you gotta swallow
the insecurity, overshadowed by maturity.
there's a lot to understand and it's all perspective,
which means the dealing is elective, getting you nowhere is being selective
almost everything is subjective, so don't read into more
don't go out looking for the warning of war,
account for, allow for
Sometimes I glide and the time I bide, it's a natural state
going along without any weight, everything in the being,
the future without seeing, passed present, react and stand fast
it's the population's miscalculation,
years and years to come, decisions have yet to be hung,
and he has yet to be young, trying to outlast, the present passed
make to expect, collect and affect
raised hands in the air, then to the face,
rounding the corner from base to base,
in this case there is no time to waste.

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