What's Right
When You have diffrent choices
And Diverse Voices
What's Right?
When The sun sheds a shadow
Who will remain alive
Will it be the one who's free
Or will It be the One's trapt dying privately
Purely Speaking
What's Right?
Who knows what's right
When diffrent opinions collide and emotions
Get involved all the time....
When the suffer's decline from a spine
Who will be right
When we all lose to The antagonist Inside
And The Reality of the World with Universe Collide
With the fact that no one Knows
What's Right........?
They Only skim Through the truth
They Don't persue what Made Philosophers Mute
They're Lips Are Frozen shut
They don't even Try to Believe
That they are capable Due to The basis Of greed
They are compelled too believe That's all we Need
Money, Fame and Fortune
Which only Causes Distortion
What's Right?
I ponder as I stare Into the night
Wonder when this answer I will bring to light
Chocking on the Thought that this world may never be Right
Realizing I am One in a Billion...And I can't change anything Tonight
But Refuse To accept that what I've been wishing for is Unrealistic
Because I realize Now I'm more than just another statistic
With The question so vaguely calligraphic
What's Right?
And Diverse Voices
What's Right?
When The sun sheds a shadow
Who will remain alive
Will it be the one who's free
Or will It be the One's trapt dying privately
Purely Speaking
What's Right?
Who knows what's right
When diffrent opinions collide and emotions
Get involved all the time....
When the suffer's decline from a spine
Who will be right
When we all lose to The antagonist Inside
And The Reality of the World with Universe Collide
With the fact that no one Knows
What's Right........?
They Only skim Through the truth
They Don't persue what Made Philosophers Mute
They're Lips Are Frozen shut
They don't even Try to Believe
That they are capable Due to The basis Of greed
They are compelled too believe That's all we Need
Money, Fame and Fortune
Which only Causes Distortion
What's Right?
I ponder as I stare Into the night
Wonder when this answer I will bring to light
Chocking on the Thought that this world may never be Right
Realizing I am One in a Billion...And I can't change anything Tonight
But Refuse To accept that what I've been wishing for is Unrealistic
Because I realize Now I'm more than just another statistic
With The question so vaguely calligraphic
What's Right?
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