(i found an old poem of mine and decided to put it up!)
"Message in a Bottle" 2-27-08
Why all the pain and the hate?
Why cant we all just communicate.
All the talks and the lies, Just the things we all despise.
Why cant we all get along, Instead we all just fight and march on.
Sometimes we march in the right, Sometimes we march in the wrong.
And yet all we do is fight,
It keeps on going, all along.
We keep things bottled up And all it gets us is into a depressed stage.
To afraid to turn the page.
To scared to move on, to stuck in the past.
Praying that this hurt and pain wont last.
Your too sad to talk,
To scared to not.
Your not sure which way to walk,
Or which place to stop, afraid you'll get caught.
We're all sick of this pain and hate.
And yet we all refuse to communicate.
We know what to do.
And yet we refuse.
We just sit around a muse.
Instead of what we should do.
We should act, not sit and ponder.
We should talk, but instead we sit and let our minds wander.
Are you a message in a bottle? yes.
So open up. let me in so i can receive your s.o.s.
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