An hour of punching hurts,
Two really make my hands burst,
Three make a story content worth,
Fourth almost kills me down to dirt,
The need for a fifth isn’t there,
But my will and I are still here,
I go down the fifth, discover self in tears,
Fear fades away and I stop counting from here.
The times are tough
and so are you
sometimes they bluff
sometimes you do
but dare you change!
The roads are rough and towers are high
you ask me when and how, then why??
they trade you off and sure they lie
then you feel being lost, and you sing you cry
but dare you change!
I told you son that I am here
I told you not to worry or fear
it’s not just you or them in here
there’s a part of me in here and there
so please don’t change!
I love you though you may not see
there are times you loose a pearl in sea
you are stuck in here and I want you free
this is the pearl, my love filled plea that,
do not change!
you can change if you like being with me
but our bond, me and you are the perfect three
so I change with you when you change for me
and if I change, they change with me
they change for me and they change with me!
This world will be a better place to be
if you change for good and change for free
so do change son if you feel to be
but change for self and to be free
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