Enemy of being great

 

The Gods are clearly angry at the way we live our lives;
They have warned us, they have threatened us
And still we pay them no mind.


Alcohol is the Devil’s gift to the world;
It stops my brain from being able to think.
I shouldn’t complain about alcohol,
Because I have decided to no longer drink.


You are handed a book telling you how to lead your life,
But there is no time left to complete the story.
I have my independence, my own thoughts and I cannot fall in line;
Enemy of being great…my old friend apathy.


The bigger you are the harder you will fall;
I will rise so far above the norm
And still I shall remain nothing at all.


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