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So am I ok? Why of course I am, Can't Can't Can't, Oh but of course I can, Over the years, Over time, Searching for what, Obviously I've yet to find, Emotional why of course and why shouldn't I be, Need I go over the list of the nightmares haunting me?, Oh but a bitter sweet taste of death tonight, Dreading of light in despite of fright, Not tonight, Depressed Individual, Express then ridicule, Lie to the face of truth, A mind so old and tired yet a life so youth, And I don't expect but better yet I neglect, And infect I never reflect and I cause my mind to misdirect, But the effect when I collect my thoughts and inspect the clots I regret, But i Dont correct the wrong doings The art of failure I'll soon perfect, At this rate it wont be to late the pain too great but wait, Oh the joy in hate the pleasure in searching for the treasure of fate, I've waited and waited and constantly debated and death I almost dated, The truths been stated the lies never faded the obstacles created and the hate generated, Thoughts dictated Life overrated misery and agony related, So the smile I pose The wrong I chose and those sorrows arrose, But I suppose thats just the way life goes, And the story of my life the highs the lows, Keep turning the pages this book will soon close. |
I can see in your writing that you put your heart into it. That is something that not many writers seem to have. I love this peice because it is brutally honest. It made me think. Kudos.| Posted on 2006-09-27 00:00:00 | by I_m not Broken | [ Reply to This ] | |