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    dots Submission Name: Back Seat to my Lifedots
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    Author: jackz
    ASL Info:    24/F/OH
    Elite Ratio:    3.76 - 591/623/381
    Words: 156
    Class/Type: Random Thoughts/Venting
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    dotsBack Seat to my Lifedots
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    Taken a back seat to this life
    **this is the way it's been**
    Taking my baby steps to work my way back to where I should have been,
    Doing my best to accept the way things are
    **easier said than done**
    giving all I can to acknowledge all these rough spots ahead,
    **much needed energy used for this cause**

    Lightheaded by all my lost energy, I need to take a seat,
    sitting I am yet my world is sPiNnInG
    **why is this**

    Taking the back seat to this life I am living,
    as been my existence,
    Working on this life has been a daily grind,
    Accepting what I can and cannot change is more than just than a challenge for me,
    **Its either sane or insane**
    Keeping all these rough spots in my life down, keeping them from controlling me, is my mind game.....

    With Me, Myself, and I being the players




    Submitted on 2010-07-08 06:52:25     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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