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Worth Fighting

Views (41) Anger Created on 6-28-08 Flag

My frustrations I am facing

There's something wrong in my head

My heart and thoughts are racing

I wish I was someone else instead

 

It doesn't really matter

if I can pick up my pen

My dreams they'd rather shatter,

and I have to count to ten

 

To keep from exploding

even though I remain composed

and my insides are imploding

from the awful propositions they pose

 

They tell me to be realistic

but what they just don't get

is that my life isn't theirs to pick

and I'm not giving up yet

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On June 28th 2008 deadpoet Said :
deadpoet absolutely beautiful flow
On June 28th 2008 muse4apoem Said :
muse4apoem This is WONDERFUL!!! "It doesn't really matter if I can pick up my pen My dreams they'd rather shatter," I love that part. The poem turned out whell! ~Kudos~ and I have to count to ten
On June 28th 2008 chickenbroth Said :
chickenbroth Wow this is so amazing and determinded. You have a fantastic way with words and I feel what you feel everytime. Not only that, but I relate so incredibly. Great work.
On June 28th 2008 kissofasia Said :
kissofasia wow,awesome.You did a greatjob on this....Loved everything about it...I feel the same way too...