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Oscar Tarango Dec 2014
I hope change is not hopeless
I hope I child will never bear the weight of a gun
I hope no ones is jugged by the color of there skin
I hope we can fix every thing wrong in this world
I hope no one will ever feel the pain of hunger
I hope we can make this world a utopia
I hope for change
Oscar Tarango Dec 2014
happiness comes in a cheek
happiness comes rapped in plastic
happiness is the first new i phone
happiness is 8 car in your drive way
money is happiness?
happiness is spending time with your family
happiness is playing with a ball and a stick
happiness is making a space ship out of cardboard
wealth is not happiness
things are not happiness
people are happiness
imagination is happiness
Oscar Tarango Dec 2014
never make excuses not to talk to some one or see them
it when they are gone you miss them the most
and regret all of the excuses you made
if you love some one never let them go
good bye you may never see them again after those words
if you don't maybe when there carried by 6 and six feet under you might rethink all the thing you never said
all the visit you never visited
all the time you thought you had to see them
Oscar Tarango Dec 2014
gifted is what they say to me
gifted at writing
gifted at math
gifted at reading
man i wish i cloud be you
really me
yes
gifted is my curse i am not gifted i am but a normal person

if the price of gifted is being depressed all the time anxiety attacks at 3 AM.
if being gifted is being on sleeping pills and anxiety pills
i want to return being gifted to high a price to pay
Oscar Tarango Dec 2014
waking up in a world full of grey
try to see the bright and amazing colors i know are there
forcing a smile when i want to cry
pop a pill and wish to be happy again
don't know what wrong with me
all i want to do is cry and rage i have no idea why
depression is darkness that creeps with in me
as i where a mask of happiness
Oscar Tarango Dec 2014
he is like a virus
not wanting to have him
catching him with no clue
do anything to rid him of me
but he's my virus
i like it that way
Oscar Tarango Dec 2014
the shot didn't work
noticed to late
cities  empty
hospitals locked
99% dead 1% infected
the world belongs to the dammed and the dead
every sign that we where hear
no reson to miss us

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