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Sometimes

Sometimes I'm not perfect.
Sometimes I'm broken.
Does that make me different?

Can I reach the goals I make?
If you use criticism on me.
Can I ever go beyond the stars with you?

I know I'm not perfect,
I don't need you to tell me.
I know I can do more than you but, will you let me?

Are you jealous of me?
Do I strike a nerve?
Why can't you stand me?

You used to be my idol.
But then you changed.
Not for good, so I changed my idol.
But I'll remember how you were before.

I know my words send guilt through you.
I won't stop though.
It's just I care enough to help you through your troubles.
I know you don't like my charity towards you either.

I'm what you used to be.
Doing the right over wrong.
I vowed not to lose my path like you.

Can you see your wrongs?
Or is your heart in a drug daze?
Can you feel the emotions I feel for you still?

Why can't you come out?
Why do you choose the wrong group?
Why? Just answer that.

Do you lock your heart up?
Do you use narcotics to stop its words?
Do you strap it down and bleed it?

Do you still love me?
Can you feel the pain?
Do you even remember what feelings are?

Why can't you open your eyes?
Why do you shut your mind down when the consequences are bad?
Why do you do this?

Sometimes your broken
Sometimes you can't be fixed
Sometimes you have to fight for you rights
But how you act is no better than the people you despise.

16Moonlight

@16Moonlight

"If we do not plant knowledge when young, it will give us no shade when old." —Lord Chesterfield

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