My brotha, when you gonna be man?
Shape up and have a plan.
Sistagirl, you're still young, so lets
stop using your tongue.
You got the world in front of you,
so take it
theres no limits due.
My friend, you are in pain,
just stand there
in the quiet and dwell.
You're gonna be ok,
I can tell.
Me, oh no I'm not perfect,
got a long way to go.
But he's got my back,
I know.
For us humans,
we are beautiful.
We are like roses,
we all bloom.
We just wait for our doom.
Enjoying the blooming process,
it does not last long.
It is as short as a song.
For this is a song for the ones who are confused...
the world
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