I Tried
I play out my lifelike someone is watching
like someone is judging and
reading everything I do, like at
the end I will get some prize for
feeling the way I do, trying the way
I do, I feel like theres something more
or someone far away is keeping score and
holding on to the only thing I need, waiting for
the right time to give it to me, or maybe just one
day, that person will decide It's time to give me what
I deserve, though truthfully I'm not sure what that will be
and if one day I fail the big test, I just
hope that someone remembers
that I cared, that I loved
and above all
I tried
Poetry by matt
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Written on 2007-07-27 at 12:47
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