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poetic justice Sep 2013
I was happy today and then I was not.
Everything irritated me, every noise, every man that walked.
I was happy today.
What changed? Was it negative energy, was it hunger, i dont know
I was happy today, i wonder what switched off.
Its me you see, i am angry of what? I'm yet to see
But i was happy today.
poetic justice Sep 2013
Why isn't it easy?
It should be common sense.
I want to be on the good side, but i annoy people instead.
I don't know how i got here, but i cant reverse my steps.
I know too much, i feel too much, ive seen too much to not notice some truth.  Why are people not noticing?
Makes me feel like I'm wrong. Am i wrong?
I want peace, i want happiness, i want clean food, bountiful life for everyone.
Am I wrong? Am I confused?
I don't want to be scared, and the truth is scary.
What is the truth?
poetic justice Sep 2013
Sometimes I don't want to talk.
Why do I have to talk?
If i don't pay attention to you its because i don't care.
I am forced to live with you and now i have to listen and believe everything you say?
Why because you're so cultured, you traveled the world? A self proclaimed prophet.
Nothing but a con artist.
You are alone because of it.
And your son is following your footsteps.
Whatever
I lost the last **** i gave.
poetic justice Sep 2013
I hate you.
You are my downfall.
My uncontrollable sadness and anger.
I hate you.
I knew it when i met you, and still i continued.
What an imbecile.
Yeah we have money, but no love.
Just concern.
Is that normal?
poetic justice Sep 2013
Why do I have to be sorry for your decisions?
You chose this, you knew what could happen.
You were so naive, so proud of what could be glory
Baloney!
What the **** are you fighting for? Peace?
Not gonna happen. This is money driven, death driven.
Nothing I stand for.
Don't involve me in your regret or sadness.
I didnt ship you off to war.
poetic justice Sep 2013
We're not gonna make it, we fight, we cry, we hug
And then go right back to the same old ****.
Im tired.
What's the point?
I'm bored, i need something real.
Something exciting, but you are stuck to your parents like a ******* idiot who doesn't know what to do with himself.
Grow the **** up already!
poetic justice Sep 2013
Sadness,
Its lonely here
I lost control again
I can't get it back
I don't know if tomorrow will be the same
Sometimes i dont even want to look
But i have little faces that i cannot forsake
So i have to get up and try to be happy, for them.
They are all i have

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