Ethan Wilson Poems

Yes I am angry yes I am pissed
I am so full of wrath I am sick of it
I'm paying attention noting what I have missed
The chances that I have given up my history it spits
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I can see two people both
Two lovers under the tree
They are tied like a bow
And kiss as though they are free
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A man sits alone
Before all his peers
'Can he not see? ' they ask
'Dare he not speak? ' he leers
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Things are not what they seem
We were taught that in our youth
Not in reality it is in a dream
That is where we'll always find truth
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I feel exhausted after writing
I become breathless though I haven't said a word
But all my words are out there now in hiding
For someone to stumble across and that will be my reward
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I don't know where people got the idea
That we fall in love
Because if ever you have truly felt love
You know you did not fall
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Every once in a while we are trapped
In a place or situation we don't enjoy
Boredom and annoyance sets in constant like a dripping tap
And you would do anything to escape and be coy
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Do not fear the day you must go on your own
For you will be strong then but never alone
The day you are asked to leave and find a new home
Rise to the challenge and start your way down a new road
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I plan to take a road that has not been made
I have not idea wehere it will end it's a scary opaque
I will not go through the shrubs alone
I have a love who will not leave me on my own
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Aaaahhhh my mind it reaks
Of thought so wicked
And my words run bleak
Oh my actions so weak
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