Just Another
Just another grain of sand on an ugly beach,
just one in a million,
shows the worthlessness of speech,
What is so special about me?
Nothing at all, at least nothing I see.
My past has been horrid, my future looks small.
So what have I been working for?
Maybe nothing at all.
a full name with 10 letters,
Nothing original here,
I'm still here waiting for a sign to appear,
That when I die, my spirit will live on,
and it won't just be a raindrop,
In a great big pond,
And then before my time comes,
I want to be sure,
That I won't be forgotten,
Like I'm the next Tupac Shakur,
All my life I haven't been treated fair,
in it comes another replica,
Out goes another hair,
I swear, When I'm ol I'll probably be bald,
From all the glares and hate,
I received in these halls.