A Poem and a Grave


Unable to sleep like I switched life with my dreams
Living out daily nightmares hoping nothing is what it seems
What I wouldn’t do to wake up and be happy
What I wouldn’t do to live in a better society
I just don’t wanna work for the city or a department store
I mean what were these three thousand poems for
But you can’t do that, you have to do something that pays
You have to suck it up and just live out your days
I once told my brother if I would kill myself if I ever ended up like this
So here am I ready to be the next person you miss


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