My life
Why is it different from yours?
We both have ups and owns,
We both choose our own doors,
Ive chosen my path,
And you, yours,
We've had ups and downs,
Both with smiles and frowns,
We love we hate,
And one of us may discriminate,
I dont know what makes us different from eachother
Both birthed from what was inside our mother
I cant tell for sure what made you go that way,
And who am I to judge or nay-say,
I dont need to agree with you on your promenade,
And off my path I will not be pursuade,
Ill always love you as a brother of our potentate,
Even if you were to spite or hate,
Thats how my life is ran
And I only have this short span,
Dont waste what was generously given to us,
Use it, whether for friends or lust,
I love my life, that you may entrust.