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Unproductive


We're just watching time pass  Sitting around Being clowns Playing with the rules When we're all bound To do great So why wait? Why sit around & contemplate on our already planned-out fate? Why not be great now? Why not find out how? Make a difference You act like you're not allowed I mean, you're living a humdrum life Life's the same Making Facebook drama Or playing video games You see, we all want to be rich Want people to know our names  But we're lazy We don't want to work towards success We wanna whiz our way through the worst times & settle down at the best Thinking about the money, fame, love, or sex Wouldn't that be a great life? Chillin' on the beach  No care in the world With sand stuck between your feet A multi-billion dollar franchise One that cannot be defeated You got everything covered Everything you've ever dreamed and OBVIOUSLY, you don't want that life & obviously, you don't need it Sitting around like a loser & I ain't gotta repeat it That can be your future  'cause right now, ya got nothing But a faith, & a dream And you love it, & I love it! But for now, in this waking hour,  We do. . .nothing. Why? Why? Why are we so unproductive?
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I love poetry, and ice! I have big dreams of being successfully happy!

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