I put passion everyday into my life, no doubt about it,
but it seems like everyday someone dies, I can't allow it.
I can't keep accepting changes that I don't want to,
but I'm gonna have to, because I don't wanna die soon...
Too much, by thinking about it, the world's gonna continue spinning and changing,
It's like really f'cked up because I don't wanna be in the middle of a derangement.
Everytime something bad happens, I walk away, with no trouble,
but when I decide to come back, something's affected by the double.
I can't see how we can die slowly like this,
because my only question is, 'Do you wanna be dismissed? Like this? '
Hell no. I don't, but we can't even avoid it,
well we could at least be aware and start believing in a god, if not God.
I can't even find a job or even go somewhere without someone startin' drama,
it's kinda lame we have to wait 'til November, just to ATTEMPT to elect Barack Obama.
But there's nothing for you to try to be arranging,
just live life to the fullest, 'cause the world's gonna continue changin'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem