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"Can Too"
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Angry Nothing's ever what it's seeming,
How do I know I'm not dreaming?
Spiritual, and mystic, surely,
Maybe it's just kinda squirrely.
No one here could tell me better,
No one knows how I upset her.
Some one gave these "blessings" to me,
Now they've come back 'round to screw me.
No one knew what I'd been doing,
No one saw the pain ensuing.
People scoff and roll their eyes,
People don't accept "those guys".
Images and feelings bubbling,
From the past, still oh-so troubling.
Thought I'd left it all behind me,
Never thought that it could find me.
Someone told me it was stupid,
What I've done seems wrong to you, kid.
Well, I guess it's wrong to me, too.
But, I can't just take a redo.
Lived my life the way it happened,
I can't seem to make this crap end.
Damned dilusions of redemption,
Sucked back in by recognition.
Lost in all this hellish backlash,
I'm still trapped by chains from my past.
-Lo Ruhamah
I like this one. I feel the exact same way about some things. Reading this was like looking into my own heart. Very good. Good use of words too. Like it very much.
What I've done seems wrong to you, kid.
Well, I guess it's wrong to me, too.
But, I can't just take a redo.
nice. i really like those lines.