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When You Start Growing

I will tell you life is hard, and laugh right back at you... I will tell you crying makes it uneasy, and smear the tears I will tell you I have met eyes that never smile  I will tell you I have met loneliness that doesn't speak at all I will tell you I have sat in the same room where life felt empty I will tell you I have sat looking at someone who just doesn't want to go home  I will tell you relationships are hard, and will hold your hands right away I will tell you cold shoulders are greasy but it's the intense warmth that makes you shiver I will tell you I have met people for who love was the only thing until they picked being lonely I will tell you relationship devors decorum like a wolf feasting on fresh carcass I will tell you vultures gather to eat what pains the most, yes the lost ones I will tell you dark is hard, but directions are easier when unseen I will tell you what itches me is constant pain I will tell you how naked I am in reality but no one wants to see

Choices

I don’t make choices..
Choices happen to me.
While I sit there inadequately..
Waiting for the next thing to happen.
It often dampens me..
Leaves me shaken.
But the truth is I keep lying.
About how dying gets superfluous.
Emphasis on lives occur..
Mine seems to be way better.
While many out there just suffer..
Denying the fact that ending it is what they prefer.
Empty eyes portray blasphemy..
Nothing is rudimentary.
The train which no one’s willing to take..
Cowardice is a notion while bravery sticks to make.
But I want to go a long way..
Holding hands asking them to stay.
As the journey just got started..
And all those unwilling have already departed.

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