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I don't remember when I wrote this, seems I didn't date it, but here's another poem from my teenage years.

 

Never Ends

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Funny and Ironic how the people that can afford things
are the ones that get them for free
Pathetic and Moronic how the people that claim to be tough
always seem to flee

The crowds that seem to pass me
so very endlessly
and no one seems to care
about my misery

Yet I smile at them
and try to be happy
look past all the bullshit
as happy as can be

But no one takes a step back
Insults always sent
why everyone's so heartless
this cycle never ends

Sad and so Frustrating how everyone I see
pretend it's all alright and always try to be
an image of perfection in everybody's eyes
Yet they won't admit it's all fucking lies

Sick and so Traumatic how the only person here
that understands the world always lives in fear
is the person that gets picked on everyday at school
reasons are because they're just flat out uncool

I can't take another word
of the sanity I lack
so just skip the small talk
and stab me in the back

I feel so fucking dead inside
like If I had sold my soul
I would've gladly done it
if peace was in return

But no one heeds my warnings
or regrets what they've said
Nothing's gonna change
this cycle never ends

the pain, the loss, the misery
the death, the sickness, the agony...

brother, sister hear me out
what is all this shit about?
I won't become a martyr
for all the things you've done
I stood up and fought alone
while all you did was run

It's all over now
I've fought and I have lost
No one really cares about
the sentimental cost

So wallow in your world of lies
While someone plans about
the demise of your entire life
and how to take you out

you can't escape the rage of those whose words they bend
all you have to know is that the cycle never ends.

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