Another day, another dollar does it pay? Beggars can't be choosers,nothings ever safe. Backing down instead of rising to a higher ground,keeping silent till it deafens all the other sounds.
Slowly stirring so the pot won't over flow. Holding back enough so others never know.
Falling through the cracks it's do or die or be the same?
On the cutting edge it's time to take your place.

Cliché, clichê when you think about it, why do you say what you say?

When you think about it, why do you pray what you pray?
When you think about it, have you
become the clichê?
Another day, another logical retreat.
What is sewn becomes what You will also reap.
Love is blind until the view is through a stranger's eye.
Wearing masks until we've all become the same disguise.
Plain and simple it is time to rock the boat. Off and running till you push the envelope.
No more putting off the things you should have
done today.
Now or ever, nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Choose this day whom you will serve and choose more than you deserve.
Try your very best to see your worth more than you believe