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Sad State Of Affairs

It’s a sad state of affairs
When you start to loose your friends
No one there to show they care
You even miss them driving you round the bend

It’s a sad state of affairs
When your ego is your compadre
He whispers in your ear 'you’re right and fair
You don’t need them, pay attention to what I say'

It’s a sad state of affairs
To know your smarter then those around you
What’s the point me going to your lair?
You speak nonsense but to you it sounds true

It’s a sad state of affairs
To have nothing going on in your life
Inside you’re dying to get up off the chair
But lack of motivation is your new strife

It’s a sad state of affairs
When you can’t even pay your bills
But to be honest do you even care?
Give me alcohol, shrooms and more pills

It’s a sad state of affairs
To not remember the years growing up
Except the fights between your family and your frère
Makes you think 'I could jump into that slowing truck'

It’s a sad state of affairs
When your writing is what you confide in
Teenage angst mixed with an adults raging stare
On this mountain of life I see people climbing
It’s a sad state of affairs
When you realise you’re the one slipping and sliding

Submitted: Thursday, December 31, 2009
Edited: Thursday, December 31, 2009


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  • blank blank (1/5/2010 5:43:00 AM)

    My favourite part of this poem is 'On this mountain of life I see people climbing......... / When you realise you’re the one slipping and sliding'
    great poem thanks for sharing

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  • Heather Quail (12/31/2009 10:25:00 AM)

    I can relate to this poem on some levels. the line where you say' To not remember the years growing up except the fights between your family' That was me... I grew up with a rough childhood but i don't let it bring me down, I find comfort in writing.. I think this is a very good poem.

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