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Standing in my way
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Confusing thoughts Shit always steps into happiness, so what can you do?
stomp on the nothingness that stands in your way i guess
everyone thinks they are better then you, and to that I say "fuck you"
why is it that only pissed off moments of anger influence our minds to write?
shouldnt there be good things and happy moments that give us style in life?
maybe I want too much out of things.
Isnt it funny how things we should communicate about end up only being found in what we write? Some off the wall shit that is dramatizing about a shitty life
Half the shit dont make sense to anyone and sometimes even ourselves. I guess it's just that our minds go out the far distance and we only know how to dwell
I do it all the same as anyone else, I have no shame for trying to just be my fucking self
but why does it always end up back to step one? the same shit youve been through but
you feel that nothing has been done. It's an endless journey of thought...
what may be or what should be is a mystery in itself but yet we always find ourselves hanging on to that very last string that ties us together with shit.
i dont remember ever hearing this one until now, but i think it is true. its a lot easier to write when youre mad about something. poetry does tend to overdramatize things, just like movies, books, and other forms of expression
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