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Jun 2011
If the main reason to live is to progress
Then deep down I must confess
That life has lost it's luster
I digress
For there is no reward at the end of each breath
As life is tempted by death
For if perfection is the common goal
Then in pieces I must surrender my soul
The only option would be to resign
As the clock slowly ticks
I edge closer to the line
For sanity is not measured by statistics
The ideal way of living is hardly realistic
And if to be mature is to live humbly for a cause
Then life's aim is to ****** and store in a box
All that is left of common sense
Cuz nothing matters except the present tense
I don't want to die for a cause that I do not believe in
Yet to live for it would be as much of a grievance
My freedom was stolen by structure
Built to to prevent treason
People who rebel do so selfishly
Yet those who conform, do so helplessly
In a world of two evils, I must chose my reality
Improvement
Sparks the flame in society's movement
Happiness is governed by what we can produce
By failing to see the relevance
I've tied my own noose
Life is a battle that can not be conquered through defeat
The only way out is achieved through retreat
Meka Boyle
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