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I got a question? Is life worth living, if you don’t agree to live it/ then how can you be sooo mad and so lived/ and then feel offended/ like your worlds upended/ when people look you right between the eyes, through all the Bullshit and lies/ only to see the tears that you cry inside/ emotion on the edge, like your standing ding off a ledge/ no alligence to yourself what else do you pledge/ knock on wood/ do you flex for the hood/ up to no good/ don’t be stuck saying man with I wish I could/ I knowww this world is changing/ and I’m just trying to survive/ the best I can the best I can/ I often dream with my eyes open, hoping to see new light/ as new sight is given to the blind/ stumbling in the dark, with a heart torn apart/ you begin to drift with your emotions bundled up inside like Noah’s ark/ I remember excitement as a child around Christmas time/ some old heads feel because they missed their time/ so I always encourage others thats it’s your time/ they say don’t bite the hand that feeds you / but what if you have no hands and you eat through a tube/ does the phrase still apply and the principal still stand/for them should it be don’t yank the tube that your life depends/