I feel like, 9 times outta 10 Im contradicting
Helpful to others but to myself I’m always conflicting
Time is ticking, not tryna waste another second
Take my own advice hopefully I learn a lesson
Always feel like I can tell others what’s right
They use my words and it benefit their own life
This just the price that I pay
Can’t follow my way
I see the answers
But from my ideas I do stray
It’s like a game, I never learned how to play
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Author:
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- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
Erm, how about that 1 time out of 10 when you're not contradicting? I should go with that one! heehee.
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