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Monday, November 7, 2011
Broken
You're broken. Terribly misfit,
living a misanthropic life.
Attempting to fit in a broken world
One that doesn't believe it is.
It's tough holding on even when you don't want to.
Invisible tears streaming down your face,
People passing you oblivious to you and drowned
In the sweet misery of their own existence
you want some sympathy maybe some pity?
you don't need it, they don't owe it to you!
But don't give up yet, you time is now,
Your time is here, just reach out.
It's not too late, it's not all over.
because there's no coming out of the darkness
this time around there's no bright light.
Make the best of the time left,
Don't wrap up yet, don't pack up yet.
you're not going to be missed, not forever
People will move on, life will go on
You're reason for existing is you.
You don't owe anyone but you.
You're not special, you're not inferior
You're no brain, you're no dumb asshole,
You are you, and that's why you owe it to yourself
this is your final chance, yourre last symphony,
prove yourself now or slip away into darkness.
Remember, alone you arrived, alone should you die.
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