I don’t feel lackluster.
I feel your luster is lacking.
You have much more than me,
yet still you keep attacking.
I’m not trying to knock you.
I just know a way that’s better.
we make the world a greater place
when we all work together.
I’m not with the fighting,
nor am I dramatic.
I removed myself,
yet your life still seems problematic.
We could be more productive.
Were really wasting time.
I’m being very patient waiting at the finish line.
It was right the way it was,
but you insist to leave me out.
I was standing right here
but you chose the scenic route.
Now all this time is wasted
money down the drain.
Following God‘s plan
is the only way to gain.
Left me in the trenches,
thoughts of money and winning.
Stuck out in the desert
while my life is just beginning.
I loved you but you left me.
Over spilt milk I’m not crying.
You were celebrating,
while inside I was dying.
After all that you thought they would let you come back from the dead?
Then they have to admit how they f’d with my head.
Maybe we could meet up at the beach and catch a wave.
Move to Costa Rica wake up every morning with my babe.
It’s just a poem nothing to see here.
X
