Repaying for my sins at prices steep.
Livin in anonymity,as a creep.
Protecting my scars, these are for mine to keep.
Tired of turning over in bed, of counting sheep.
Clocks beep, morning arrives no sign of sleep.
Man proposes, god in his own time disposes,
So get on the joy ride of life before the door closes
Learn to accept gratefully the thorns, not just the roses
For life will whiz past u like one of them dozes
Learn,laugh,lose,look messed up and get rid of the poses.
And now that there is no light
The darkness reveals our real trait
My voice pericing this silent night
For i am the master of my own fate
The omnipresent fear and doubt
What ever the obstacles be,
For i may be down but not out
No barrier can hold me.
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