Dynamic_Coins
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 26, 2000
- Messages
- 367
Spotted this Jem onE2...
Scores, tests, grades, it doesn't really matter
sometimes I want to do drastic things
but I never get around to it
it's too bad
we're not "project" people
we never "plan" things
we just go along for the ride
my attention span isn't long enough
and maybe I can't be successful
because I'm not good enough
my scores aren't high enough
and I don't pay attention to detail
Maybe my awareness level is way below everyone else's
sometimes I'm filled with the beautiful sadness and future nostalgia of any given moment
do other people feel that way all the time?
No,
for then we'd all aspire to be novelists when we were young
Once I wanted to live in a beautiful house
and change people
but now I'm following the road and "fitting the mold"
and sometimes it seems like an endless future of days sitting in college cafeterias between tests and classes and scores, trying to study
to remedy nebulous feelings of inadequacy
I won't fail but I'll never be as good as Daddy was and
I'll wonder where-oh-where my life is going
still,
that's only my future devoid of beauty and these things I feel when I'm
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By Damien
Scores, tests, grades, it doesn't really matter
sometimes I want to do drastic things
but I never get around to it
it's too bad
we're not "project" people
we never "plan" things
we just go along for the ride
my attention span isn't long enough
and maybe I can't be successful
because I'm not good enough
my scores aren't high enough
and I don't pay attention to detail
Maybe my awareness level is way below everyone else's
sometimes I'm filled with the beautiful sadness and future nostalgia of any given moment
do other people feel that way all the time?
No,
for then we'd all aspire to be novelists when we were young
Once I wanted to live in a beautiful house
and change people
but now I'm following the road and "fitting the mold"
and sometimes it seems like an endless future of days sitting in college cafeterias between tests and classes and scores, trying to study
to remedy nebulous feelings of inadequacy
I won't fail but I'll never be as good as Daddy was and
I'll wonder where-oh-where my life is going
still,
that's only my future devoid of beauty and these things I feel when I'm
h
a
l
f
a
s
l
e
e
p
By Damien
