Change
Why she want stop nagging, leave me alone
Always wondering why I'm not home
Making exudes for my infedelity
Knowing that faithful is what I rather be
I'm stuck in between what's real and what's fantasy
Maybe I can have the big house with the picket fence
Waking every morning by the sounds of my children
As I stare at my reflection I see a vivid depiction
Of the man I am and the one future predicted
It's time for me to change or live in misery
Always wondering why I'm not home
Making exudes for my infedelity
Knowing that faithful is what I rather be
I'm stuck in between what's real and what's fantasy
Maybe I can have the big house with the picket fence
Waking every morning by the sounds of my children
As I stare at my reflection I see a vivid depiction
Of the man I am and the one future predicted
It's time for me to change or live in misery
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Poetry.com 4.2 out of 5 based on 5 votes.
well done
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very nice!!!
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good
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Deep thoughts, but in the end what makes one happy is what counts.
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nice and true to the wrld of these days..... pray on it
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