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Was I

to tired to see your true colors all this time.

You may be small but I can feel the many knifes your trying to throw my way.

No respect just  trying to take and take.

You want so much but right now it’s really just a struggle to get it all down in the end.

Things are becoming more clear as the problems that raise up are not mine anymore.

The peace even within the Storm is better than the storm that just doesn’t go away for good.

No direction and no hope inside for the one who could and should help won’t step up unless they have too and in the end it all comes down to the same results.

You want to complain about the ones who came before you because you think so highly of yourself but at the end of the day we carry you not the other way around.

When the mess hits the fan it is mostly because of you and you then fight back as if you have the right too.

This circle will come to an end and right now I don’t care to watch the show for I know how it ends.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

By mywords2228

I love to write poetry and reading tons of books. I've starting to explore writing fiction so I hope you enjoy my work.

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