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Wrong About Everything

I used to believe in love

I used to believe in a god above

I used to believe in ol Saint Nick

I used to believe having a big dick meant shit

I used to believe in a man named Clint

I used to believe I could achieve anything that my mind conceived.

I used to believe in others.

I used to believe we were all brothers

I used to believe we were all lovers

I used to believe we meant shit

I used to believe I wasn’t that ignorant

I used to believe in belief

I used to believe in manifestation

I used to believe all we needed to do was stop hating

I used to believe I was important

I used to believe I wasn’t just another ant

I used to believe there was a plan

I used to believe I wasn’t just another man

I used to believe I could fly

I used to believe that all I would have to do to pass the time was to get high

I used to believe talent didn’t matter but it was how hard you try

I used to believe I could touch the sky

I used to believe we are made up of stardust

I used to believe we were more than just a speck of dust

I used to believe all I needed for love was to send it deep and bust

I used to believe that money led to greed

I used to believe I didn’t need greed

I used to believe if I could understand the mind

I used to believe I had enough time

I used to believe that I hated poetry that rhymes

It turns out,

I just prefer mine.


It turns out,

I was wrong about almost everything.

And it turns out,

I am still wrong about everything.







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