Life

Starting life young, we are emotionally strong

Life is good because our parents keep us under a hood

Then we start school, like a mob of people in a pool

With little room to be yourself, you are forced to be something else

After years of psychical and emotional pain is inflicted, your views become convicted

The more you pray, the worst things get

It’s hard to imagine a God that exist

With your heart going right and mind going left

Losing my sight and my previous state of mind, suddenly all is fine

Learning hard through life’s lessons, everyone has there own personal session

We search for life’s truth, which some never find, mind blinded for various reasons

I still go through life’s changing seasons.