MICHAEL's Poetry

All to need is a reason to fight for Nothing more What's of meaning most just seem to ignore It makes my heart so sore Mind and heart can't seem to agree, leaving me tore All is offspring of the inner war

All this work we put in to inevitably break even Can't attach too much cause the pendulum stays creepin' Nothing is meant for keepin', that's what I'm seein' So above, so below, the only thing to know is that there is nothing to, now that's something to believe in