<pre style="line-height: 21px; white-space: normal; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">07/15/12 </pre>
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A song is supposed to tell a story
So I guess I've got one to tell
It's not like these other ones that I've heard
And it's one that I know all too well
See although my story is very different and not yet complete
It would do me great honor if you would take this journey with me
I want to tell you about the things I've seen
Though I am young and maybe a little inexperienced
I know what a lot of the things going on around me mean
A lot of songs out now just talk about nothing
People run out of words to say
They sing, mostly rap about meaningless things
Decades ago today though
These were of the least importance
And there wouldn't be a pause at the end of each sentence
Where the words that you weren't supposed to hear
Were blocked out from your ear
It wouldn't be just about money
Not about sex
Not about the cars and the clothes and the jewelry
Or about how a guy would pay a woman and she would shake or even share every part she had as the effect
Back in the day it was about respect
...To a certain degree
I didn't bother you if you didn't bother me
Now it's shooting
Stabbing
Raping
Robbing
...killing for nothing
To some that may be respect
But in reality it's fear
Someone being afraid of you
Last I checked
Was not respect
Now it is plain to see
That since the old days
Things aren't what they used to be
Much has happened since then
Many changes have taken place and even between you and me
We've had our arguments
We've had our fights
Bad vibes and messages were sent
And I've even cried, sometimes through the night
And we are not the only ones
That's another peeve that just kills me
When a person only thinks of themselves
The type of person that would hog the covers even if it was chilly
They go and leave you to worry
But that's another story
There's a lot of selfishness in people's words today
Actions too
It becomes about a person for so long that when it's time for them to find their own or do for themselves, they don't know what to do
Instead of just looking in the mirror, they look at you
Honestly if they can't help themselves
What can someone else do
You can try to help someone
But at the end of the day
You will probably need help too
I don't get it
What's the use?</pre>
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From a Babe
PoetryWritten from a child's perspective. How the world looks now. To. How it used to be.