The Ram
• Written by oldchap
Sometimes I don't know who I am
gotta figure you out before I plan
how I talk, how I walk.
write it out, erase it now.
cuz everyday I am another sham
plus my mother thinks I'm damned
I used to be my father's biggest fan
this rusted brain seems crammed
On the brink of greatness; thoughts jammed
my soul fate-less; the devil scams
I want to escape this; so I ran
can't face my problems; I'm no man
The Wolf. -- The Sheep.
And the Ram.
If I could be more then I am
then I would be happy in this land
to them, Im an alien from Pakistan
can't keep track, cause I got no attention span
to those hateful words, in my mind I ban
cause if I let them come in, i'd be ruined again
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oldchap
Member since January 26 2015