Your whole life has been a parallel line who's end point seems infinite,a dot you can't seem to plot down yet.
And you've been drawing misguided circles all your life,tracing back lines to your origins merging with your destinations.
Monotony is the law that rules your mindscape,if only every day came with a momentary snooze button.
You're making the grades,you've got everyone's graces,but you haven't go the precise appearance you wish for that day,you haven't been blessed with your own grace! What divine folly!
The cold surface of your open textbook pressing into your weary cheek,soothing,lulling,deceiving it to sleep,is the only pleasure you permit yourself.
You've been that person for too long-the last kid picked on the team,the pushover employee,the so-called school slut,the doormat,the self-sorry personality.Oh,the infamy.
And then,there's the occasional aroma of coffee in the early mornings,and those nostalgic lines of an old favourite song-always,always you seek shelter in these moments kind.But what are these dregs of joy worth in the face of the adverse,mundane monsters?
But mostly,there is no democracy.No,justice.Mere nooks and crannies for the way you've been raised-
Straight back sincerity is a tested and failed scheme,kid.
The ways will engulf your faith,your belief-And the truth about trust always draws closer to seem like the punchline of a joke,but this time,you're it's butt,and it's punching you with a low-blow in your stomach.
" Pack that upper cut,too,son.Yes,you go for it." says life ,watching from the stands.
And if and when you you are stickler for all that you have known to feel right,you will also feel the strong surge of the world forcing itself against you,the friction of the weight being thrown at your face.
The initial sharp sting of reluctance,followed by the slow,more painful hurt of denial pulling away at your peace,as you give withdraw from your trials and tribulations completely,give way to the slacking slope of patience to overrule you.
Be cordial.Be nice.Smile.Shut up.Suck it up.Don't have an opinion.Respect everyone.Don't crib.Quit complaining and most importantly,amidst all of it,do not give up.Don't even let that forbidden idea be born.
Eat.Sleep.Repeat.
And you've been drawing misguided circles all your life,tracing back lines to your origins merging with your destinations.
Monotony is the law that rules your mindscape,if only every day came with a momentary snooze button.
You're making the grades,you've got everyone's graces,but you haven't go the precise appearance you wish for that day,you haven't been blessed with your own grace! What divine folly!
The cold surface of your open textbook pressing into your weary cheek,soothing,lulling,deceiving it to sleep,is the only pleasure you permit yourself.
You've been that person for too long-the last kid picked on the team,the pushover employee,the so-called school slut,the doormat,the self-sorry personality.Oh,the infamy.
And then,there's the occasional aroma of coffee in the early mornings,and those nostalgic lines of an old favourite song-always,always you seek shelter in these moments kind.But what are these dregs of joy worth in the face of the adverse,mundane monsters?
But mostly,there is no democracy.No,justice.Mere nooks and crannies for the way you've been raised-
Straight back sincerity is a tested and failed scheme,kid.
The ways will engulf your faith,your belief-And the truth about trust always draws closer to seem like the punchline of a joke,but this time,you're it's butt,and it's punching you with a low-blow in your stomach.
" Pack that upper cut,too,son.Yes,you go for it." says life ,watching from the stands.
And if and when you you are stickler for all that you have known to feel right,you will also feel the strong surge of the world forcing itself against you,the friction of the weight being thrown at your face.
The initial sharp sting of reluctance,followed by the slow,more painful hurt of denial pulling away at your peace,as you give withdraw from your trials and tribulations completely,give way to the slacking slope of patience to overrule you.
Be cordial.Be nice.Smile.Shut up.Suck it up.Don't have an opinion.Respect everyone.Don't crib.Quit complaining and most importantly,amidst all of it,do not give up.Don't even let that forbidden idea be born.
Eat.Sleep.Repeat.
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