broken promises and forgoten dreams

as i walk through the garden of life

these hateful seeds get planted, and grow by the day

i wonder if this world would change

with the fear of looking fear in its eye 

i take another step and learn to trust olny to be played

agiain, like everyone that had me had their poker face on.

as i soon realize i can't continue this way of life i see a new road open,

 this road was wider and had more option than most, it had that feeling 

like someone was waiting for you at the end of the road and once you 

start the road the olny way back was to go and learn from your mistakes

walking through this road i feel a sense of nakedness, i stumbled and fell but 

each time i came back with more force to shake up an earthquake, plenty wishes were made 

and many were granted, if olny i saved all those quaters i could probably feed africa by now 

see we want what we seen so a blind man wants what he needs and the deaf is intelligent because

this new slang is just water of ignorance that we wash our face with and drink, if i was in the position of controling this

i would buy that ocean and bottle it up and drink away my sorrows and watch my life empty out, twisted dreams and complex fantasies is what its about

fancy cars on the road make you never want to walk again but we spend more money on gas than food so the car get bette fuel than us

this new era is one hat i just cant fit in, dances about skinny jeans and snapbacks make you wonder if their is hope for music

modern day music is just intelligent nosie composed by and deaf man, but if i could wish for one more thing it would be to a mockinbird 

so i can show the world their ignorance and maybe they'll comeback