Some Life

by Yvette Gibson   Mar 11, 2006


It likes theres nothing there for me
when you call my name
as if i don't mean anything
as if I'm all to blame

i try to help you on your way
but you stay there without me
how can I help myself
if you wont even help me

I get in the way of everything
like I'm nothing but empty space
like i have no meaning on earth
like theres nothing more to take

I don't quite understand
why god even made me
if all I was here to do
is to be my mother's baby

all we do in life
is start lies and fights
that there are rights and wrongs
thats all we do all day long

we only care about money
because thats what we need to live
we cant just do are own thing
we have to do it like god intended

but did god really want this
all this war and lies and kills
and family's on the streets
are because if unpaid bills

two year old getting jobs
because they are to poor
and having to come home
to see some kids getting beat

will this is some great life
gods sure got some great plan
to make are life's horrible
thanks god your the man!

*I was really bored and just had to it a lot of my mind*

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