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May 06, 2009
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What a Life !
In the dawn of my small existence
I grow weary of the trends,
that are constantly suggesting
where and when to make amends;
for, lately I've discovered
that it's not always my fault,
yet my progress in all areas
seems to grind to a screeching halt.
Now, please don't think me foolish
(adding insult to injury),
but, I have all but had it
with this notion that we're "free".
Every last damned one of us
must finally admit,
that each and every one of us
owes something to some "nit-wit".
We owe someone , "thanks" when things go well
and an apology, when hit with strife,
will someone please inform me
why everyone else runs my whole life !?
I think it'll take a lifetime
for this crap to finally cease,
however, then we're far too old
and it's time to rest in peace.
I grow weary of the trends,
that are constantly suggesting
where and when to make amends;
for, lately I've discovered
that it's not always my fault,
yet my progress in all areas
seems to grind to a screeching halt.
Now, please don't think me foolish
(adding insult to injury),
but, I have all but had it
with this notion that we're "free".
Every last damned one of us
must finally admit,
that each and every one of us
owes something to some "nit-wit".
We owe someone , "thanks" when things go well
and an apology, when hit with strife,
will someone please inform me
why everyone else runs my whole life !?
I think it'll take a lifetime
for this crap to finally cease,
however, then we're far too old
and it's time to rest in peace.
— docmaverick, May 06, 2009
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Critiques
Tonya
17 years 1 month ago
Hahahaha…aren’t you
Antoinette Mar…
17 years 1 month ago
gosh Doc, I can't find....