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Back to the regular
For whatever that means
No need for binoculars
To see the unseen
Cat’s out of the bag
And it’s a damn tiger
I wanted the truth so bad
Now it’s nothing to admire
Prior to the fire that makes times dire
I had a childhood, I had innocence
Now with some type of perspective
Nothing seems to make sense
I guess all I got to do now is live
But I ask myself how
Cuz I got so many doubts
Like when a child is born
It can be addict or a whore
Or a cold killer or a thief
A billionaire or someone to teach
Whatever their curriculum is
It’s kind of odd my point of view is this
Who can offer their gift for a lift
Of spirit or anyone’s dreams?
To make one believe in doing anything
It’s more than a responsibility
It more of the will in me
We might have creative differences
But either way we must create
A way to make a difference
This is the choice that would make
The world a better place
Love is all we need
Look for its source and believe