spending what you lack, hoping to recover soon,
till when would you learn, searching for the right tune?
cant you be aware and avoid others to be wound...
you said you felt lost, but what are you searching?
instead you went running, out thru that table door,
kept asking & demanding, all you want is more,
when things didn't go your way, you'll just start a war...
your life is uncertain, as if you own a death wish,
get away with things, like a slick little fish,
hate to be tied down, or govern by a leash,
hoping 1 day you learned, by the experience that been teach...
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