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My elbows on the wood of a table
Coffee in hand and AirPods in
Slow R&B sounds like a good idea
Pulling out pencils, markers, and a pen
The close to creak of my Macbook when I open it
Brighid became a real estate agent
When you need a house urgent
She will help you tour the house fast
So you will not give it a pass
As she will give you free detergent
In this world
Good is taken for granted
Being bad is desired
And we face issues that break us down
This world is twisted and confused
Why do good girls like bad boys?
Why are children abused?
Who are you to take away your life?
Your life was predesigned and destined for greatness by our savior.
The life that was given to you by the Almighty and the Omega.
Why would you want to?
Always the listener in a conversation,My voice rarely makes an appearance.Being the quiet one gives me a reputation.If I said anything, they would not hear it.
My eyes open slowly, as my bones and muscles ache and crack.
The pains of an illegal twelve year, pains no other boy should have.
An education is the most important in life, my mother engraved into my head.
As I drift off to sleep,
my mind enters into a door of dreams,
a door filled with adventures for me.
Suddenly, I find myself in the sky in marvelous flight
Seeing the world from up so high.
So quickly you left me, I don't understand why.
Had I done something so wrong to be punished, or was it just time?
You loved me all 16 years with such a big heart.
I just couldn't grasp why we were torn apart.
Sits amongst us
Can be a friend
Can be a foe
But how could something so dark be a friend?
Sucks you in
Just to spit you out
All disheveled and askew
Listen!
Can you hear me?
I am screaming for help
I am welling up
With the pain inside,
With the thoughts that haunt me
Listen!
Can you hear me?
I am holding your hand
sometimes I wonder,
when I hear other's words.
who has had things better,
and who has had things worst.
it has become a sort of twisted game,
to find comfort in someone else's fate.
Debt piling, buy a car, join the academy
Be identical to everyone else
Fit in with society's requirements
Or
Find your path, make your dream
Do what makes you happy
Discover you
I saw that man on the side of the streetBegging for money for food to eatCause his last meal was two days agoAnd he's dying of starvation but you just say "So?"Desensitized to the pain of these people
What has its worth, have we learned naught?
That the things that matter are fruitful but cannot be bought?
This sunny world is but a bleak one,
Today I woke up to painful scars and temporary kisses from my guardian angel.
My play dates aren't as traditional as the other kids in my neigborhood.
Matter of fact.. It was the day before too.
If I could change one thing about me,
It would be the way I see.
The way I see the clouds in the sky,
And the way I see the birds that fly.
