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Jul 2014
Why must I succeed when I put in no effort,
Why must I improve when I dont even try,
Why am I resented for my genetically given attributes,
Why am I an outcast because I do know why,
I didnt ask to have the answers,
I didnt ask to know,
I didnt ask to coast through life,
I always reap, yet i never sow,
I know this sounds like a pitiful complaint,
It appears positive instead of negative,
But when you deal with constant hate
You long for any sedative,
If I could just sedate my mind would I finally belong,
Or should I just accept these grievances and keep my mind truly strong.
This poem may seem both whiny and arrogant but I know there are people out there that understand my perspective.
Written by
Adam TheMaster Clements  Nottingham
(Nottingham)   
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