FLIPSIDE

Flipside

Breathing through childhood asthma
The pollution was like plasma
It hit me every Memorial Day
For some reason, Eugene wanted to play
Or maybe just remember him
As for survivor’s guilt
I have to laugh with lilt
Post traumatic stress disorder?
Couldn’t help but put it in order
Then developed Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
But it seems they had Attention Deficit Disorder
Since it should be named Compulsive Disorder Obsessive
Anywho, it’s a perfect life
Having flipped over the strife
To overcome labels so definite
While I’m not made of granite
But if you don’t take me for granted
Can’t live for what was planted
Therefore, in this circular round we sing
There isn’t any freedom in a ring
And life changes all the time for me to cling
It’s that way all over the world
So I stand and I dance in a whirl
Dance for me darling
Dance with grace
Dance with leather
Dance with lace
Dance for the day
I can kiss your face

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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