life, by Acerbated
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it seemed so simple
at first
now its hardly bareable
what with the people
the pressure
to be the best
to succeed
to prevail
and yet
it seems as though
me - unperfect
will fail
in the journey
of life
and all because
i didnt try
try to be
be the best
best of me
me - unperfect
life
will have to make do
with me
the slacker
the ambitionless
the one who always fails
and theres not going to be
much changing
because my life
is now habit
and habits are hard to break
forever |
Posted: 2007-05-16 03:30:35 UTC |
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