Lies will become a term of the past…

6 years and some odd days
habits will become less than bad ways
6 years some odd days

take your pick, didnt matter anyways
i’ll let you know the world will go insane
i’ll let you know you got 6 years and some odd days
(more like months in a matter of chase)
i can see you wanna know
you wont have to search far
you’ll be amazed by the craze
in a matter of 6 years and some odd days

6 years some odd days
habits will become the simpler craze
cuz with this change their will be new ways
in 6 years and some odd days

no need to watch out
i’ll let you be surprised
because before long you’ll be seeing tearany and cries
lies lies
will become a term of the past
trust me im sure of it
i got the known truth to last
but dont ask what i know
you’ll surely be seekin
laugh at it cutie
the pain will be peakin
i’m sure you’ll speak, you have something to say
didnt know what it was, you will on the day
oops too late now, your too late

6 years some odd days
now your caught up in the last faze
now you wanna find your way outta the haze
got caught up on rosier days
its ok
still got 6 years some odd days

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  • Darla Smith on Jan 10, 2009

    Interesting poem.

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