You Will Never Know

Man you must be crazy, dude I like your style

You seem a little laid back, but then you’re some what wild

Some will judge a book, by looking at it’s cover

Some call me an ass, and some call me a brother.

I call a spade a spade, that’s just who I am

I have never claimed to be, something I’ve never been

If I have something to say, you won’t take my place

I won’t stab you in the back, I will say it to your face.

Never have I been perfect, sometimes I’ve been wrong

I’ve never tried to fit in, in a place I didn’t belong

What you see is what you get, hopefully you’ll know

I’m not trying to impress anybody, I’m not putting on no show.

I’m all about being real, as real as a man can be

You go on being you, and I’ll go on being me

I can be your enemy, or I can be your friend

But when it comes to trust, it’s a rule I don’t bend.

When it comes to people, most are insecure

Keep your friends close, and your enemies always near

I have learned in life, that nobody can be trusted

You think you have a friend, until they leave you alone, broke, and busted.

I use to love people, but now I don’t give a damn

Yes, you know who you are, and I know who I am

You’re all about you, and stepping on peoples toes

You’re the kind of person, I don’t ever want to get to know

You’re just one of many, many who roam the town

Just looking for a handout, and bringing everybody down.

Friends they come and go, it never use to be that way

Friends were friends for life, friends until judgement day

Now you never know, if a friend is really real

They may claim to be your friend, only to beg, borrow, or steal.

I’ve made mistakes in life, I still make mistakes today

Life to some is a game, a game with no fair play

Maybe I don’t know, or maybe I just don’t care

I always thought in playing, we were all taught to play fair.

Time to sit back, get on a level playing field

I have to know when to stop, and maybe know when to yield

No longer will I give, until maybe I’ve given

No longer will I just live, until I start living.

Maybe I’ll open my eyes, see what life’s about

Maybe not so quick to judge, and figure you people out

Maybe I’ll be like you, and maybe you will never know 

Maybe only then you will find what it’s like to lose your soul!

Mark Lee