Saturday, December 17, 2011

Disappointment.

It's the same, the same, all over again

We're controlled by surroundings
no one to blame

So now I'm second, I'm third, I'm lost and twirled

I'm down-prioritized,
From what I've heard.

Great gifts, but never spoke of mine
And when eveningplans get thrown, that's where I draw the line.

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If there's a will there's a way,
I feel no will from you, that's all I'll say.

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