ColdmanJJ

I could have given the world, If I had the chance Do they see me here? Not a passing glance Must I say what they say, do as they do? Just to be seen, and to be approved. My pride, my esteem, feeling and beliefs Do I throw them away or choose to retreat Lost in these choices, Should I change? Do I give it all up Become heartless, deranged Never different but always the same Should I take advantage of all that I see Even if I know how wrong it will be Taking all for myself, become selfish with greed Must I keep struggling all alone? While the rest cast shadows and throw their stones   Don't they see me here? Not a passing glance

When life is an eyesore, whats left... is more.