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tatalinia
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since 2005-12-17

Posts 137
CA, US

0 posted 2007-06-25 09:56 AM

Passing through the lively hood of the dawn
and we look back and wonder what could have been done
pieces falling into our hands now with answers
but when needed in the past nothing made sense

Passions of over turned unions bliss into view
Over thrown ruptures of candy coated follows
as we set forth for a day in the sun with clouds looming over
Scratching your head you ask does it make sense, this?

But does any of it make sense
When waking up daily and wondering couldn't there be more
When tossing and turning in the night
uncomfortable with your life you ask," why worse then better?"

One moment happy but most part sad
When you planned things so carefully in the past at least you had
When goals and dreams were high as a kite
you gloated happily with your life

But now after overachieving it all
you lay here in silence due to your fall
and wonder in the end is unhappiness all that your owed
after working so diligently to get to where you are

Seeing this daily as I analyze many
walking back and forth with their little black suite cases
little black coats and jackets of success
and then they go running back home for a glass of liqueur

And you ask so this is finesse?
Young and naive to maybe what is true
I sit here in wonder of what I can do
Do I follow the rest ?

Or stand up for what is a dream and fight for what I see
It can't be covered in ice cream and goodies
Nothing is easy, but happiness can be sought
If doing in what you truly believe?

So in wonder I ask myself follow the pack
Or follow my back?
Will I be placed six feet under with memories
pasted above ceilings of all times with glory?

Or another dead family member with flowers
thrown reluctantly over my grave in pity?
So maybe difference is good , the uncommon ones
But in the end they are the ones who are remembered

And not just another dead soul being laid to rest
with nothing left to show but a bunch of kids
and a bank account filled with stress
due to overworking yourself which in turn, returned you to dust

I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health

SEA