by Andrea Cormier

Created on: April 15, 2008

One of those days,
Where life just goes by.
A day for the masses,
When I sit and cry.

A day when all life,
Just isn't worth living.
When jealousy and strife
Overwhelms all the giving.

Rhythm is a word.
But it's also an action.
Lose it and life gets all blurred
Causing distraction.

One of those days,
Now steadies the cries.
Where all the losers get paid,
And all the good people die.

I guess they go on.
Forget all of the why,
Walking lost, I'm alone.
In the hum of the shy.

Hear them forget all the trash,
It's just one more day
For them to look past,
To make their own way.

Greenly staring at others
The envy and hate.
Making me call them liars,
All in one mindless state.

Forget all reactions
To one of those days,
Only focused on a fraction.
As the world falls...in disarray

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