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The people I've once said I'd give my life for
Ironically are the same people not in my life anymore
Always be yourself, together
Put on this Earth to make you smile or sneer
Class clown I always knew how to make
hard work disappear
Such a happy go lucky guy
with a knack for laughter
The world can be so cruel
but everyone deserves a happily ever after
Let's cry tears of joy together
Plan each pretty picnic
Regardless of unpredictable weather
I'm starting to get out of my own way
No more me versus me
With that advantage how could I lose?
It seems like I can never choose
With all these forks I seem to lose direction
Until I can find the road that continues on
One day I swear I'm going to write my way out of hell
It's only a matter of time but only time will tell
Bigger things are coming but I have to build the blocks
Because the opportunity never comes if you stop
That's why I'm writing this, this hear is my good faith
To tell myself never to stop if this is my dream hell, it's time to chase

This was always a hobby and an outlet for me to vent
But as of lately I've had my creativity spent
Due to lack of sleep and constant stress
I just want to get my life back together, but right now it's a bit of a mess
Nothing I can't handle but believe me it's no walk in the park
Especially when there are no lights to illuminate this path in the dark

Every night I think about what I should do, but never do
That's my biggest flaw I'm eating procrastination soup
Not because I'm sick, but just a little under the weather
I use to say they couldn't rain on my parade when I'm made of umbrellas

But now the clouds seem to be parting I can seem my next my skies limit
I just hope this time I listen and try to live it
Remember when we used to pass notes in class as if what ever shenanigans couldn't wait? Those are the times that I miss when we all wanted to be connected at times
A quick toss of a folded up piece of paper across the room
I hope the teacher didn't see
But now theres no more challenge once phones hit the schools it's just another way for the future to break the rules
I've always wanted to be a rapper but that will never happen
Not because I'm no good at it
But there are other seas that need a captain
Always an aspiring artist with a writers itch
Who can help but fall in love with lyricist
Words scratch my fancy, stories speak more to my heart
For the songs I cant wait to finish just so I can restart
Just so I can see what I've missed my first or second time around
Messages buried underneath the sound
So when you see me listening to music and I'm not at home
Let me be my soul is fueling up
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