I am currently working on more light hearted work after a wonderful year of change . God bless you all..
I have lost it all- everything that I own
Time after time
Again and again
Nothing ever shocks me much these days
Cant get ahead, at least not for very long
Its wrong, the way that they chase after my luck
As if I owe it all to them and I should donate my proceeds to all of their causes, God only knows what they may be
They vary, I can say that much
I am a sucker for risk taking and, I could not imagine being anything otherwise
If you never take any chances, you can end up stiff with spiritual rigor mortis
A tortoise hiding lamely in your self centered little shell, when you used to be such a determined little hare
Its so hard for me to pretend to care about anything trivial, because it's all so wishy-washy and unreliable anyway
You cannot take stock in anything that most have to say, for they all run their cock-suckers on auto-pilot
They would rather talk than suck, which is something I will never try to comprehend, personally
I can be a chatter box as well, I won't lie
But, at least I keep the conversation interesting instead of tired and lackluster like they are
Boring, boring, boring
blah blah blah
Yack yack yack
Whatever happened to outdoor events like hop scotch and potato sack races?
Perhaps nobody can figure out how to focus on shit talking and hopping simultaneously
Laziness is definitely in the equation somewhere
It always seems to be somehow, come to think of it
They love to pin their tails on donkeys that don't belong to them
As long as they can use you, they are going to continue doing so, because they cannot exist otherwise
They are nothing without you
They are not just random, nor are they few and far between
Thus, why I have lost everything so many times
I was not aware of all their crimes until way down the road
I guess that I assumed that goodness was more prevalent than wicked ways
Betrayal has forever been common place, apparently
It isn't going away anytime soon
So, I walk on eggshells around everyone and everything that happens all around me has me taking shit personally
I know that I shouldn't, especially when I honestly don't even care, except for within a granule of my being
A microscopic part of me that has become of my once natural state
Hidden from the rest of me and forgotten about almost entirely....
Oh well, I suppose that everyone is a sucker every once in awhile...But, nobody does it better than I do.....
8/22/2018
- Author: LIGHT WARRIOR ( Offline)
- Published: August 25th, 2018 05:04
- Category: Unclassified
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