

Whats your song?The bass is blasting, the beat in my head, as i look to the stars as i lay on my bed my foot is tapping the sound is thumping my hand is writting as my heart is pumping the room is spinning its filled with words of things unsaid of things unheard a move here a step there the sounds around us music is everywhere whether its a clapWhats your song?
or the step of your feet all of life's happiness is filled in that single beat whether is a shut of a locker or a lock of a door maybe even a broom swept across the floor as


To ThoseTo those in sorrow, to those in need to those who cry to those who pleed to those in madness to those without care to those that dont believe to those that arent there to those in wait to those that sigh to those who wish to those who lie to those who win to those who lose to those with opportunity to those who cant choose to those who rise to those who fall to those with everything to those with nothing at all to those who take to those who give to those who die to those who live to those that are olTo Those


Cant be Freedom,Cuz it costs $Everyday we pay the price, in the belief that we are free, not knowing that with any move. could result in ceasing to be, so whether its taking a breath, or simply standing still, this believe in freedom, truely isnt real, and even in its search, though u may get lost, you will find, that this too even has its cost, so from a drop of water, to even a single grain of rice, how can this be freedom, if everything costs a price,Cant be Freedom,Cuz it costs $
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