I wish I could freeze time... or go back...

Instead of the middle finger, I'd throw up a 'peace' sign,

Cos from all of the things I have seen via these eyes,

Is they teach lies...  Even people who preach die,

Those who feel it deep inside are not the ones who seek pride,

They know just to go with the flow... we're beach tides,

With no feet tied to our ankles and if there were, they're weak binds,

Cos there's no one to show us the fucking way like street signs,

Life is a steep climb so get up and keep tryin',

Like when I tried to beat Orion and felt I failed each time,

But all I do is speak rhymes and try to come up with deep lines,

In the hope to reach minds that I know will far outreach mine...

Adios...