Here I am
I throw a line, you reel me in,
you take me in with just a grin.
I turn around and then I find,
all it was, was just a grind.
You looked at me and said it was real,
but when I looked, it was just a feel.
From what I thought could be my future,
what was in your eyes was a lure.
And in my distress, I found egress.
Then i had to escape from here,
to see where my future will revere.
And then I look upon my past,
and see my future for what it is.
My life, My children
you take me in with just a grin.
I turn around and then I find,
all it was, was just a grind.
You looked at me and said it was real,
but when I looked, it was just a feel.
From what I thought could be my future,
what was in your eyes was a lure.
And in my distress, I found egress.
Then i had to escape from here,
to see where my future will revere.
And then I look upon my past,
and see my future for what it is.
My life, My children
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