This is how I spend my time,
Talking to the walls and the cats
Even though I know im not gunna get an answer
I go on with my rants
This is how I spend my time
Making and mixing formulas for biochemistry
Even though I know its gunna destroy the world
I make it to protect my streets and fans
This is how I spend my time
Folding papers and going to school
Even though I know something bad is gunna happen.
I bring this to protect me and make a new rule
This is how I spend my time
Typing about friends and family and what happened to them
Even though I know you probably won’t understand
I’ll write an ill rhyme just to show that I care.
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Author:
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Comments1
The conclusion is only too fitting and yet added a seeming touch of humor to a more serious discussion, especially when I am inclined to take you seriously. Very interesting hypothetical expose. Delightful end-rhyming. The repetition of the first line excellently keeps the focus midst the varied scenes.
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