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date: Monday, August 11, 2008
title: Let it be,
time: 10:05 PM


sup bitches,
So just another msn chat with angie, and like she just struck me with the,
"what really are we living for?" haha, so, i just thought about this, and here we go,

what we are living for.

i guess our age, this generation,
we are definitely not living, for our nation,

for friends, for family,
for Our Father, thy heavenly,
for the pleasure, for love,
for the possesions, "my turf"

to just scrape by,
this game called life,
to mess up a hell lot,
and still end up doing fine,

this is all damn great examples,
but not the answer to my troubles,

we live for people, often pick up lines, so sweet,
but in the end, whats there to keep?
you get by with life, oh so happy,
but youll never, make ends meet

so rockstars and popstars and all there is glam,
sit alone, in their homes, a pen held in hand,
"the lyrics for my next song, will be the "living for" plan",
but they end up stumbled, cause they are still nothing but men,

cause men, us, are placed for one reason,
you and me, for gods special purpose,
to save the world, yes literally,
to spread the gospel, oh spiritually,

cause even if we sit and stare, theres nothing left to see,
for as god said to his children,
just let it be,
and believe in me