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Feb 2016
As I sit in misery
I wonder what she is to me
should have listened to the prophecies nothing turns out like it seems
now I'm waiting patiently
breathing inconsistently
will I ever be
anything to somebody
maybe I should take a read
find out what I really need
or is it just an ego feed
Wondering who you're gonna be
fighting for your sanity

A stand against the scrutiny.
Throw yourself upon your knees
Look up and say "Oh, God Please"
as you beg and bargain pleads
You watch your hands as they bleed.
never feeling like you can breath
holding out to succeed
a success that you'll never lead.
A relief that you never receive.
another soul the devil's tease
spread your arms and catch the breeze
nothings ever as it seems.
Written by
Joe Standish  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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