The ocean is blue, that much is true
But what do we do, when the truth is full?
Full of deceit, and corrupted lines
Ripples...
Within the stream
Crippled...
Within my screams.
I cry for help, but offer truth
I am not Rich, and rightfully so...
Right to express
The mind is depress-Ed
Emotions are suppress-Ed
But
I'm trying my best
To succeed
In life's test