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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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We have people running, Try to grab, everything There eyes’ seeing, and their mind wearies So much game, I got, but can’t get myself out of debt, I rather be on welfare, that’s when I worry less, Now this thought constantly haunts a brother, Draining me of my childhood dreams, And fill my heart with misery and greed, Feel hopeless many times, and I can’t help but wonder, Why after all this year, I still decide to try? Dreaming of changing the world overnight, When I can’t change my habits in this life time, Take me upstairs for my life is past due, Such sadness seeps in leaving me feeling crazy, In my mind, I keep these weary thoughts, Got me sheddin tears, at times it seems necessary, But who knew I would grow dreary as I reach twenty five, So much suffering I pray for another way, I can’t help but wonder, why I can’t see the right path, Stay focused and reach the mile stone, But each day, my friends become strangers, And every hour my enemies feed my anger, Young boy went and got lost in some place, Misplaced his game and his dreams, Had to grow up quick at a young age, Can you feel this grown man’s pain? I guess not…. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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the_girl_next_door Senior Member
since 2006-02-26
Posts 591USA |
I liked it.. I could picture this as a rap for some reason.. nice write. ~Heather Desire nothing except desirelessness. Hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes. |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Good catch Heather. That is what I had in mind when I wrote it. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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