I Concur by Bek WilliamsTo each his own
You gotta choose your own discretion
I am most likely found
Looking for some answers
And to describe
Take the bribe
Don't look behind yourself
There's nothing else(nothing else)
I could be heartless
But the world would put me by myself
Thinking, dreaming, living, hoping
For the life of someone else
And to the nines
Tune the vibes
Think for yourself
There's nothing else(nothing else)
It's not a new life that you need
Only a new hope
The falle was faster than the hit
And you pretend to cope
Scheming, hoping, wanting
For the peace of the future
You still won't listen
So at this point, I must concur 03/18/2005
Author's Note: Just a short rhyme I wrote the other night....
Posted on 03/28/2005 Copyright © 2025 Bek Williams
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