Ey, they say, 'Life's beautiful', but sometimes it ain't,
it ain't no beautiful life just coz you got some 'green paint',
ya gotta be the guru or atleast the top saint,
whateva am sayin', catch it before ma mind faints,
All ya busy people, just take a break,
don't ride life too fast, pull some brake,
whateva I tell ya, pump it to yo brains, ain't no fake,
goin' back to the first, life ain't a delicious piece of cake,
it ain't a smooth floor to have an easy skate,
now, for the next few minutes, lemme prove what I just said,
ya would be workin' pretty hard, but won't be gettin' paid,
ya wanna come into light, but won't be left out by the dark shade,
ya wanna be happy, but sadness would just escalade,
day by day, bringin' down yo mindstate, just like a paint-fade,
ya step out for success, return with a turned-down tape,
poetic verses ain't springing up, more than a reason for a poet to cry,
thought-striking just being abrupt, ain't even staying for a while,
forcing your mind to strike the paper can just work as a tear-wiper,
climbing a tall skyscraper can just work as a life-wiper,
but, all these thoughts are just in yo mind, they don't get ya paid,
and above all, ya got a loving family and ya gotta take the responsibility,
so, ya sit down to think what's goin on, ya start to define stability,
but, ya fear, in the process of defining stability, ya may lose yo dignity,
that's because yo mind is too unstable, ya end up with the definition of unstability,
but, it ain't no game to define something that ain't gon stand straight,
ya end up losin' everything, ultimately pulling up the stakes,
ya feel ya just a joker in this game of hearts and spades,
springin' back from failure ain't no easy thing to spare,
this poem ain't bein' sung to confuse you,
coz nobody gets confused by the truth, pass it on to yo heir,
the truth is nobody comes forward when ya got sorrow to share,
to realize that everybody had been actin' would be the worst thing to bear,
so, ya gotta be prepared from the start; be prepared for some self-care,
coz sometimes, life ain't beautiful; it's more worse when it's all day every day.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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