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Apr 2014
Listen, I force myself to laugh
At myself when I can't see past
The dark shroud of every day;
Sleeping in and withering away.
It's a defense mechanism I made
For when I couldn't get myself out
Of that senseless cycle of ******* doubt,
That I wouldn't make it out,
That I was doomed to obscurity,
That my life would be small.
*******, don't do that to yourself.
Smile and make some ******* friends;
Tell yourself you're never going back again.
Laugh it off and move on, ******* –
There's no use in apathy my friend.
We all face the void eventually,
We all lose hope existentially,
But that's part of this life;
There's struggle in every work of art,
And there's beauty in every scar.
I'll tell you that life has meaning:
The meaning that you make.
Seek your passions until you shake.
This ******* world is yours to take.

So I want to see you smile every single morning,
And you're not allowed to call anything boring.
Every day is full of potential ready for the pouring.
I want you to laugh away the darkness;
Every second is something to harness.
But a lot of people think life is pointless,
Saying **** like we all die regardless,
Or that every ******* is just heartless;
They need to realize everyone's an artist,
And they're still clinging to this life
Because they can't fight the fire inside –
The inferno to live like we'll never die,
So you might as well enjoy the ride,
Gaze with glee into the endless sky,
And learn to share the truth inside:
This empty world can be filled by our glowing minds.
An experiment with musicality.
Forrest Jorgensen
Written by
Forrest Jorgensen  Fayetteville
(Fayetteville)   
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