What if life was a game
And the only way to win it
Wasn't through money or fame
But simply dying without suicide
And everything else were distractions
To make it easier to stay on the ride?
And I've often wondered, when I see the man that thundered
Upon another being of his species, without leaving a bad word under--
the Sun, treating his fellow beings terrible and still having fun
That why was we even walking this path, if man can't look into man and say brother
If he can't do half the things for his mother, what his mother did for him
Isn't such a man worthless, and shouldn't the world be done with him?
But what if he is all the more aware of his actions, and what he does never has his own sanction
And is trapped by the cage of his personality, the ways of change not gaining traction
Does such a being deserve pity, or contempt, what would be your reaction?
For actions change our lives and hence our thoughts, but thoughts may not change our actions
Aware or not he will remain a spiteful being, out of his old habits and instinctual reactions.
Can a person change themselves
Or are trapped within
Their constructed selves
Like the chocolates stored on the shelves
They can melt, but never become the shape of elves
The shape they want to be, but oh well
And sometimes I wonder about the future, and fear it
Cause there's nowhere to run, everyday I cruise near it
Warnings signs shout at me, but I can't hear it
I change for the better or the worse, life keeps on going forward can't steer it
Strange thoughts enter my mind and ravage through, but I gotta bear it
Can't erase the ink with which its written so trying not to smear it
I just hope I can do what I want to for my dearest
But I can't even save myself, can see my downfall the clearest.
Can a person change themselves
Or are trapped within
Their constructed selves
Like the chocolates stored on the shelves
They can melt, but never become the shape of elves
The shape they want to be,
The person they need to be.
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Eternal Poetry (Rap)
PoetryA raw, unapologetic poetry collection about my thoughts and ideas of the world and myself. I hope you enjoy it!