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Sep 2019
Watch your fingers slip, you're almost gone
Have you grown tired of holding on?
Selected lifestyle appeals until you peel away its skin
And see the darkness that resides there and the pain lies within

I used to be afraid of failure, now I'm more afraid to win
I guess success just ain't the best dressed; more like some big mess
I'd rather be what I've been

Tell me simple words, keep it easy does
Gotta put the meaning back to the place it was
Only simple words I can understand
Simple words for a simple man

I remember sitting, quaking, nervous on the bus
And all the friends I wasn't making, "'Cause you're not one of us"
I learned you can't rely on the bottom line and watch the top line too
Because somewhere in the middle, someone's got it in for you

I used to be afraid of failure but now that I've finally broken through
The little boy that you used to pick on is picking up on you
poem created (9/25/2019)

summary/ purpose :/ to shine light on a beautiful poem written by a beautiful man (not me). Showcasing simple words.

inspiration from/ inspired by :/ Joey Eppard
Raymond Turcotte
Written by
Raymond Turcotte  21/M/Montreal / QC
(21/M/Montreal / QC)   
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