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Renee 'Wisera' Aug 2015
I need to see more good in the world
Trying to help but I’m just a girl.
Ignorance has gotten insane.
People! Can’t you hear what you say?
Oh, you’re just trying to make a buck?
Obviously, you don’t give a ****.
Oh, I forget, it’s a value now
To only think of ourselves
Maybe I’m just getting old
Sick of doing what I’m told
I don’t want your television
Pollution and slave driven prisons
Keep Calm and Carry on
That’s the motto when something’s wrong?
No! Do something about it!
Don’t put up with that *******!
Now you say you’re only one
Nothing will ever get done.
Change starts with just a few
We must stand up, me and you.
Because everywhere I look, all I see is pain
What are we going to do when nothing else remains?
Renee 'Wisera' Jul 2015
Time, time, time, time
Not enough to make this rhyme
Running around here and there
Things to do, everywhere!
Daughter goes there.  Son needs that.
Stay active.  Don’t get fat!
Running round and round again
Fast food is my friend.

Money, money, money, money
Not enough, not even funny.
Work real hard.  Get that check
Got to pay to fix the deck!
Rent, utilities and food
Buying stuff to improve my mood
Fitting into a world that’s fake
I could really use a break.

Smile, smile, smile, smile
Goodness, it has been awhile.
Cannot let them see me crack.
On this work, I’ll break my back.
Have to work, need the pay
To retire, maybe someday
Whew! Here we are again!
Finally it’s the weekend!

Drink, drink, drink, drink
Today, I don’t want to think.
Keep on going, don’t give up
Have some liquor, grab a cup.
Watch some shows.  Play some Games.
Wake up with more body pains!
I guess I have more to do
Now to see the doctor too!

Bills, Bills, Bills, Bills
Make that money, take those pills
Take the meds to feel better
Getting mad? Go write a letter.
Fear, anxiety, and pain
Is there something here to gain?
Who gains? What do I get?
Surely it’s more than regret.


Whine, whine, whine, whine
Trying to make it all fine
No response to my letter
I just want to feel better!
Feeling powerless and dumb
Stuck underneath someone’s thumb
I don’t know how to make the change.
This system needs a rearrange.
Renee 'Wisera' Jul 2015
I'm an artist
My canvas is my life
I'll make everything beautiful
Through even the pain and strife.
Because isn't it the worst of times
That we look back and see
The vibrant colors, stories to tell
Painting our lives brightly?
Reds of passion
Blues for pain
Yellows on the nice days
Keeping out the rain.
My favorite days are purple
Or perhaps maybe green
Days full of mystery
Or in a forested ravine.
But whether days are good or bad,
Black, green, blue or even plaid,
After all is said and done
My life will be an amazing one!
Renee 'Wisera' Jun 2015
I struggle and try each and every day
Trying to get all my bills paid
Take care of my kids and myself
I'm quite sure I need mental help
Can't afford insurance, though that's what I sell
I can't find a way to get out of this hell
Work real hard, rewards on the way
That's what I keep hearing them say
I need a car, I need a bed
While still keeping my children fed
No help for me, my husband is gone
Destroying my dreams before he moved on
Went back to school to get my degree
Not quite so easy now that I'm thirty.

I struggle and try each and every day
Trying to keep my bitterness at bay
Not understanding why nobody wants me
Even when I was just a baby
Always coming in second best
Never fitting in with the rest
They say I'm gorgeous, smart and kind
They tell me I have a beautiful mind
I would have thought with all my talent
Life would be less of a challenge
Wishing people would stay
In my life, they run away
Times are hard, times are tough
Not many stay when times are rough.

I struggle and try each and every day
Looking for happiness along the way
I don't have very much time to play
But I need it to keep depression away
Play with my kids, play with my dog
Make glass beads and write in a blog
Sometimes I'm hurt, sometimes I'm mad
Sometimes I just feel really bad
I can't give up or give in
To do that would be a sin
Even though my heart is torn
I'll keep marching through this storm
I struggle and try each and every day
Because giving up just isn't my way.

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