Walking outside <br />watching my shadow <br />figuring how amazing it is <br />well I'm thinking <br />they were right <br />everybody who told me <br />I was good and nice <br />they were right <br />they've always been <br /> <br />Coming home <br />I look into the mirror <br />wondering how good and nice I am <br />but figuring I am not <br />I am just a shadow <br />of what I've been.... <br /> <br />Giving' the impossible life <br />making fiction real <br />lighting' up some fire <br />upon the biggest deal <br /> <br />that's my work <br />it's what I'm supposed to do. <br /> <br />Questions keep calling me <br />while I want to be free <br /> <br />all those questions for me <br />it makes me wonder why <br />'cause overall question is <br />how to make a pig fly?<br /><br />tiyler durden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-shit-poem/
