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Why can’t I just receive something, that’d make me believe,

I’m talking about the truth, and not ones others try to deceive.

I want to wake up, and go back, to when I’d roll up my sleeves,

Put in a hard days work, and do more than just dream.

I’ve been slacking off, longer than you think. Started when I seemed to have needed to spend more time with a shrink.

Some days I have troubles, and need to concentrate to blink,

I seem to have drowned, and gone very very deep,

Now I can’t even find, anyway to fall asleep.

Picture this, I climb up to the roof, and decide to take a leap, just to land, and finally be on my feet.

Perhaps that’s too simple, and surely not discreet.

I am realizing, I’m no more than a simple sheep,

Looking for more than government funding to reap, at least they provide me with kool aid, that of which I drink,

Makes it easier to swallow down chlorine, and never succeed.

Until that one day, I know, we’re all truly freed,

Lots of people have told me, that day is guaranteed.

But sometimes it takes more than a book, that even a blind man can read, to know what’s directly in front, for all to see.

Nothing is guaranteed, except that the ground that you walk on, that is laid with concrete,

No lying around, suffering publishing my grieve.

I don’t want you all to see me suffer and bleed,

Why don’t you, take what I’ve read, and open your eyes, and feel what it means, to be apart of the losing team.