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Rated: · Poetry · Environment · #1281724
just some random drib drab
wake up its 2am
your late for your life again
procrastination is what i do when theres to much to do
thats why i am never finished
work your whole life to just retire
when people quit working they die faster
practice not doing is an easy thought but its not practical
it was cool when i was young
but now i'm a bum
i want to be physically fit
i want better clothe
i want to be laidback
i want to fuck hot chicks
i want i want want
want want want is making me sick
i wish i could just wake up
and have the summer feel like it did when i was 12
those feelings can come again
and i know they will
i am sick of telling myself they will
cause i feel like they never will
i cry and i bitch and when i get them
its like i neevr lost them
i take advantage
its the only way i take it
these cycles cant be broken
why cant people just be honest
they dont dance anymore
they grow out of everything
i want to grow out of these problems
i am the only person who doesnt have hangups
i am flaky flim flam my way thru
one day i'll be famous
i am sure they will notice
i just need to wake the fuck up
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