Painful Truth

Fri, 08/09/2013 - 19:26 -- Don

As I wake up every morning, I realize life isn't what it use to be.

I look at my love ones and wonder, is they really my friend or my enemy?

I guess it was too much to ask for when asking for their love and sympathy.

But truth be told, 10 years from now, all I want is for them to remember me.

Its' unforunate that we were all born a sinner.

Like nothing wasn't plan right like a late night dinner.

You should have known it wasn't true that we all could be a winner.

Theres a thin line between love and hate but now that line is looking a little thinner.

If you haven't realize it yet then its time for you to get a clue.

I hate it when people come up to me and ask me whats new?

But I love to use my fantasy to simulate my dreams that may never come true,

Because worst case scenario, life isn't what it seems so what you gonna do

 

 

 

 

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