When I am right, you think that I'm wrong.
When you are right, I think that you're wrong.
Who the hell are we to decide who's right and who's wrong?
It's always a battle of opinions and never a matter of fact.
Who the hell are we to judge that?
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Can I Say Goodbye?
PoetryI'm always searching for something worth staying for but I can't seem to find that until then please don't mind me because I'm just a traveler passing through. When I'm not satisfied or happy I'll leave and find a new path, so just let me say goodby...
