Same time, same day, same everything
Does anything change
When will I get to be free
Or will I still be stuck in other peoples mud
I have my own mud, but no one sees my mud
They only see what they see
They think their mud is what I need
I do not need your mud
For I have my own mud to slush through
And I am not doing a very good job in my mud
For if I was balanced
And if I was clear
My mud would not be mud at all
Doreen Santina Cote'
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