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The Game Of Life
written by Xx_mistik_xX08:23 PM 2/1/05You think that ur life sucks,
think agian.
I'd hate to say it but i thought the same,
that was until i thought agian.
There's people out there on the streets,
cold and hungry,
no warmth left inside.
No home to go back to,
no people who love them.
they are the nobodies,
once they were somebody,
but they're screwed over now.
The mothers that have no money,
become sluts and whores.
They sell their bodies for their children,
everyday.
All the while,
dreaming that they were dead.
They are the ones who have the heart,
the ones who work the hardest.
They try so hard to keep their families and themselves alive,
that they deserve a metal.
They are the nobodies,
once they were sombodies,
but they're screwed over now.
Thats the game of life i guess,
it always lets you down.
But you think you got it bad?
These people have it worse,
the pain they are put through everyday,
is more than what we got through.
But i guess,
That's the game of life. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
i wrote this off the top of my head, i dont like it that much, but it has apoint, i thought i had it bad, but other people really do....
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