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My time alone,

is your time to praise.



I feel disoned,

but still willing to try.



How can my words ever help,

when you're never really there.



It's like a story that's never going to end,

because we keep breaking,

and lose faith within!



There's so much this past year,

that kept me going this far!



It was a lesson in disguise,

and now I know what to watch,

and what to hear,

and what to think.



I may not always be right,

my thoughts can lose control,

but I know I've gained the wisdom to choose,

and to keep my sanity!





I feel sick of this dishonest world,

and the shit it's turning into!



Can't be free if we tried,

because the government made rules!



It looks like a big circle realm,

with big,

manly working females!



It makes me throw up my dreams,

when it's the only thing I can hold on to!



Power that God gave me fights it off,

but it stays at the edge...

just like you!