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A Pawn In Someone Else's Dream

These times

These times

Are far worse

Then any of our rhymes

These songs

These songs

Are not strong

Enough to change the world

So the world changes us

The world changes us

These days

These days

They feel like

Pain

And rain

Pain

And rain

On repeat

And it’s a sneak peak

At the views in front of you

The views in front of you

It’s true

It’s true

That nothing anymore is true

It’s all just a point of view

Or at least

That’s what they’ll tell you

That’s what they’ll tell you . . .

Sold comfort

Sold death

So life feels array

A complete mess

A complete mess

Everyone’s too stressed

Too stressed

To even see

That they might be

Too blessed

Too blessed

No one can rest

No one can rest

If every moment in life is a test

Its right before a test

That we are the most stressed

Most stressed

We dream of the days when we can dream

We dream of the days when we can dream

And not be a pawn

In someone else’s dream


. . . A pawn in someone else’s dream.


-C.H.

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