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lessons from a loser

Contributed by polaris773 on Monday, 15th June 2009 @ 05:13:28 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Who are these people looking down on me
Telling me what’s good for me
Because my suit is just jeans and a tee shirt
No tie required
No tie, noose not necessary

***** you I wont do what you tell me.
At least my nose is clean
There’s nothing in my closet for me to hide

Keep your mouth shut, your no father
No brother to me
Your just a stranger with a big mouth and
Nothing good to advise anyone

Am I too young to take advice from?
To impressionable top make an impression.
I don’t need your dollar rolled in a cylinder to sniff
your poison that keeps you alive
so you and your friends can blow the rest of your money
away
take it easy CEO, Banker, Lawyer, broker go sit at your desk
and dream of being free in a red corvette.
Your ambition, your success is the demon pushing
You of the ledge
Of happiness and sanity
Working your 80 hours weeks
while your wife ***** the guy next door
screaming the name of the man she used to love
your children have forgotten the face
of there father like there children soon will.
When you can only teach them the value of a dollar
not the values you long forgot.

Grey haired at 27 and dead at 40
Jumped from the 30th floor
I hope you died on impact so you can
think about the wisdom you gave me and others
rest in peace like your childhood dreams have been for years

Copyright Â© polaris773 ... [ 2009-06-15 17:13:28]
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Re: lessons from a loser (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Monday, 15th June 2009 @ 07:49:26 PM AEST
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Yikes!! This is deep....a bit harsh but life is harsh.... All very true though....
Good write
Jenni

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