All Kinds of People

People go, people stay,
Some fly,some lay,the're the same in some way.
Some people lie and cheat
,Some are kind and sweet,
And others are just plain mean.
People have freedom and some don't,like me,
I have both,
I have freedom then i don't,
It's all up to what i want to do.
Everyone has dreams, then again they don't, I have and had dreams,
The ones I had went down in flames.
Everyone cries for something, I cry because I feel alone and hurt,
And others cry for happiness and for their pain and lost,
And others just cry because theu want to.
But it's just a game that god wants us to play and when it's over we just past away.