Thus There Was Them

The positive inside me trys to revive me.

All I can do is think about the life around me.

I let it be known with the notes on the paper.

So that I can look upon it when I'm in my own nature.

Seeing that I am myself at this point in time.

I congradulate myself for being so undivine.

Not believeing in much isn't so hard.

Just go with the flow and you'll slowly fall apart.

I am my own man, believeing I'm created by no one else.

See this world in my eyes and you'll believe in something else.

Life is cruel, but given a rock.

I shall never lock the clock, that shock King Time himself.

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