The man I am now began eleven years ago today
Tears of joy cleansed my life in almost every way
A goodbye to the egotistical me
Replaced by we, and dreams exchanged so that yours will be
Never before did I know why I was here
No need to question while supping more beer
Eleven years have passed by and two more reasons to try
To be the best for you all till the day that I die
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Just your average no one. Going about their life. Always dreaming, always wishing. Never thinking they'll see the light. It never happens to those who. Expect everything they ask.
What have you become.
Story Everyone has a story it's whether or not you want to publish it..... Some people look at you without even reading the blurb. Where as others look at you and want to read every chapter...
A programmed story on which it's reader decides to turn the pages. Every syllable, a beat of the heart, every word, a breathe, every chapter, a day, every book, a lifetime.
Your heart is made of stone,. Full of cracks and crevices,. With that heart you must feel alone,. It beats the sound of all of your negatives,. One day your heart of stone will grow,.
Names are strange Letters you arrange Meanings you rearrange I find them strange What's the point in a nickname. Does my real name put you to shame. Should I be ashamed.
This isn't me. I was Mr positivity. I used to find the silver linings, Now I let shit get to me. This isn't me. I'm just not the same. Something inside has broken free, And left my brain in pain.
I've something to say. I must really confess. My heart is in pieces. My life is a mess. To many years. Hanging with thugs. Getting in trouble. Taking shit drugs. But now it does seem.
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