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This one sucks!
Contributed by
krish
on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 07:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Song birds and butterflies,
Grass stains on my Levis.
No bills, no stress, no pain.
Without Super Mario I might go insane.
Love notes in my locker quicken the heart beat.
Things change, and survival becomes bitter-sweet.
You will never make it; says a voice so gruff.
I can do it, if only i try hard enough.
Accomplishments come at the cost of criticism,
Like a seizure of the psyche here comes a schism.
Disjointed i wander in and out of life,
Lines of reality blur with each new strife.
What happened to the shelter in which i used to live.
Back before my voice dropped an octave.
I think they call it childhood, or maybe ignorant bliss.
At face value I am strong, but without the mask you can see all that I miss.
Like a drunk priest on Sunday afternoon.
I have become a walking contradiction who grew up too soon.
Life is just one big disappointment after another.
You think I am pessimistic; Just talk to my brother.
It only gets worse before it gets better,
Don’t worry friend this is just a suicide letter.
Copyright ©
krish
... [
2003-02-19 19:40:00] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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