Eyes Opened

The mirror plays games
I've asked myself why
But i guess it just happens,
Like water and a tide.
Like-the blue in the sky
Who can decide how useless am I.
I mean how useless I am
Was that a truth or a lie?
Like death when you die,
Im upset so I cry

But don't mind me

I am just another person
That chose to walk by

So don't mind me

The truth is I'm not special
But thats a lie for you to hear
I awake in the morning
to see the night that is near
The truth is a distance
Im willing to walk
But why are there lies whenever they talk!?

Don't mind them

Its obvious that it is all that they know
They play little games
and they reap what they sow
Around beautiful flowers,
Bad seeds they grow
Hot headed today and tomorrow is cold

But don't mind them

Because my God is my strength

You should give him attention
When i say don't mind me,
Thats a form of repentance

Don't mind us, Lord.

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