Be friendly
The world needs
More of that.
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Odd
I can’t be fake or phony
At least, not for very long
I won’t lie
I can’t be something
That I’m not
Escape
Music feeds my soul
The lyrics are my escape
I find myself there
Arrival
It’s interesting
To watch life
Go in circles
Mist
The mist
Of the past
Often keeps me stuck
In the fog
Of lies
That I was told.
