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Sitting here
looking at my Chromebook
I hear that
the aqueducts in Rome
carried water into the city
of a million people
I hate it so bad
why why why.
The most hated people I've come to know
Love themselves more than they should show.
The last place you'd see them is low
In their own minds that is, they're really hoes.
Romantic and flowery, they unfortunatly spoke
Matter doesn't matter, it's chemicals that scatter.
It's your food, it's air, it's water.
It's human and nature. It's infinite space around us.
It flows like rivers and falls like snow.
We all have our preferences
You and I, he and she
From our individual tastes
In food, friends, music, coffee
Friends may say or speak
In ways that influence us
Though, the result be bleak
I'm looking in on a life that's not mine
Its not even a nine
You got me jealous
Acting all over zealous
You're far from perfect as can be seen by your life
Am i not good enough for you?
Is that what it is?
I want to be over here, but you're pushing me over there
What you think about me, when was the last time I actually cared?
Seventeen
Im done
Im sick and tired
Of your shun
Its icy
Blizzardly
My price
Is misery
I suffice.
Im sick
Im done.
Youre not the only one.
My head, it hurts
Yo dad
You remember signing my birth certificate?
I bet you were so glad
What about when I first got my ears pierced
You remember right
You were there when I shed those tears
Can a love be forever binding?
To return when others cripple
As thought of extraneous suitors sour.
Relic of the time that has tick tocked,
Souvenir of the heart's gift shop,
It’s hard to miss something you never really had, But that’s all part of not having a dad Don’t get me wrong, I wish he were here, But like always he’s no where near. He’d be angry to know I’ve lost all respect,
I'm a statistic because of my family.I'm the derivative of a broken home.A shattered background of instability and hardship defines me.The remnants of my childhood are just bits and pieces
One way or another
They'll try to give you peace
Some day, now or later
They'll force you to see their way
Chaos is Order
Leave or Give Over
