Demons
Sleeping with these demons.
Life just can’t be what it seems.
I am on a pursuit of happiness.
I am just trying to get this green.
I’ve got Presidential dreams with that Martha living.
I want that life from the front cover of magazines.
I dream of granite in my kitchen.
Swimming in the ocean,
Soul searching with the pigeons
Riding with father time.
Praying to the Lord for forgiveness
Trying to maintain this dream,
They call living.
