Friday, April 8, 2011

Crossing Borders.

I've been slapped,
I've been kicked,
I try not to tap,
But it makes me sick.

Alright..i'm not ready for the moon,
Wasting time waiting for the sun,
Hope to tell you soon,
You acted weird for a bun.

Ideas I have in mind,
Plans you have on hand,
Expecting for hunger to dine,
But me not realized until then.

Laughters before were big,
Became crucial on the second,
Made me wonder where to dig,
That you used as a point to reckoned.

Looking left and right,
Days before appearance,
You were acting the best bright,
Not the same when it came to the chance.

Pitch raised when crossing borders,
Apologies done from this side,
A reason for not knowing you the greatest,
Change from smiles to collide.

Pushing it all to me,
None of the issues on you,
Nothing came across about me that you flee,
Just bet for the wrongs on you.

Now that I stopped all efforts,
You and your standards are wrong,
Cause you know life is not about comforts,
Think and grow are what you need to beat the song.

You get what you got,
Not all you got,
Think about this spot,
You might need an escort.

Conclude is not about the food,
Conclude is not about the joke,
Its about who stood,
And who did the poke.




You just met the new generation of a human being. Its called real creations
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