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I am Poem

I am....a guy who's lost and confused
I wonder...what college is like
I see....the best in everyone
I want...a nice girl who loves me for me
I am...a guy who's lost and confused

I pretend...I am happy
I feel...dead inside
I don't....understand women
I worry...about everything
I cry....more than I'd like to admit
I am....a guy who's lost and confused

I understand....a lot of things
I feel....lonesome most of the time
I dream....that I'll be happy
I try....to act happy for friends
I hope...I can find that special one
I am...a guy who's lost and confused

I hate this life so deeply

with all it's cruelty and violence.

Arrogance and pain.

A life where an opinion is wealth,

and money is power,

what happen to that tiny flower?

No one cares,

Human life isn't charished,

only smoted away as if nothing could matter less.

But somewhere in the darkness of this life,

there is always that special someone,

who shines like the sun,

like none before.

As I sit here waiting,

Darkness threatening to consume me,

I hope and pray amongst the decay,

that you'll find me.

I will hate this life so deeply,

until I find your arms around me.

Evolution of Hate

A throng of people standing 'round,

A haunting feeling gathers 'round.

People are cautious as they look upon

Another one on the ground.

The girl is pale, and cold.

Fear starts taking hold,

as they realise that,

she is deceased.

There is no serenade singing,

as a bell starts ringing,

This is the evolution of hate.