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This isn’t where you thought you would be

after you left high school. Maybe anyone can

attest to that, but the thought of your dreams

becoming out of your reach is more than you

can take.

You keep asking yourself why don’t I just run

it’s not like you couldn’t have, ‘cept everything

requires money and let’s face it, your pockets

are running on empty.

This isn’t where you thought you would be after you left high school. 

You knew life wouldn’t be perfect but didn’t expect to be questioning  

yourself this far in the game. Yet here you are asking is it worth it?

Maybe but most likely not, who knows.

Oh, there you go being pessimistic again. Yet life hasn’t really given you

a lot of reason to be hopeful. You wish you could talk to the few friends 

you do have,they’re busy. You would like to get to know new people,

but the good vibes don’t last very long.

Maybe people are just responding to how you  feel like

a piece of shit, therefore treat you as such. Maybe that’s

why you don’t care for people because you don’t always like

yourself.

Maybe you give people too many chances because you want to

learn to forgive yourself, maybe your ego is jealous and wants

you all to itself, maybe it just not

worth it.

Bless the Mic

It takes a bold character
to bare its soul on the mic

I only have these words
when you get the chance,

say something with love
—mean it!

Do not do it for the applause
you have an important cause

do it—you have something to say
when the world tried to hush you.

Most importantly,
say it with love.

Always with love.