jakoz
Bluelighter
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- Feb 18, 2001
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Turning the corner?
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NOTE: scribbled this down in notepad the other night. Yes, simplistic rhyming - it was a jotting of thoughts, and editing has been resisted
I wrote it late at night for myself to find one day, so it wasnt written to be pretty, but you might like it. Then again, you might not
)
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whist growing up, there was a boy
who used to embrace life for joy
and over time, as years piled on
the innocence was quickly worn
in primary school, the kid was sad
he wanted to be liked real bad
the worse he tried, the worse it grew
the fun was gone and hate spread through
In college now, the years crawled by
he glimpsed old wishes with a sigh
In time the old dreams hid for good
He aimed to hurt all those he could
And in this way his sickness spread
(He often wished that he were dead)
but through it all the child remained,
while the youth outside it reigned
Study finished, the youth found work
but alcohol abuse from young had lurked
now with cash, he grew much worse
while knowing that his life was cursed
A childhood sweetheart became a love
And with her help, he grew above
his self destructive, ulgy face
The childs dreams in her he'd taste
They moved out - we'll call it fate
and bit by bit he shed the hate
With her support, though doubts were rife
He went to uni to change his life
Many things have happened since
With raves replacing metal gigs
He loves his friends and got engaged
After years, no longer caged
Now 22, he knows hes changed
He knows that to love is OK
Writing this, it makes him smile -
So long to loop back to a child!
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Scribbled this down because I realised today that for the first time in ages, Im happy, and I like who I am
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NOTE: scribbled this down in notepad the other night. Yes, simplistic rhyming - it was a jotting of thoughts, and editing has been resisted
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whist growing up, there was a boy
who used to embrace life for joy
and over time, as years piled on
the innocence was quickly worn
in primary school, the kid was sad
he wanted to be liked real bad
the worse he tried, the worse it grew
the fun was gone and hate spread through
In college now, the years crawled by
he glimpsed old wishes with a sigh
In time the old dreams hid for good
He aimed to hurt all those he could
And in this way his sickness spread
(He often wished that he were dead)
but through it all the child remained,
while the youth outside it reigned
Study finished, the youth found work
but alcohol abuse from young had lurked
now with cash, he grew much worse
while knowing that his life was cursed
A childhood sweetheart became a love
And with her help, he grew above
his self destructive, ulgy face
The childs dreams in her he'd taste
They moved out - we'll call it fate
and bit by bit he shed the hate
With her support, though doubts were rife
He went to uni to change his life
Many things have happened since
With raves replacing metal gigs
He loves his friends and got engaged
After years, no longer caged
Now 22, he knows hes changed
He knows that to love is OK
Writing this, it makes him smile -
So long to loop back to a child!
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Scribbled this down because I realised today that for the first time in ages, Im happy, and I like who I am
