Thursday, September 4, 2008

Life Strings

Here I sit worn and tattered

Feeling a little battered

I'm twisted in ways that weren't meant to be

And there is no one to take care of me

The strings are pulled, the task completed

And then I'm left behind depleted

The rules ignored, the strings get broken

The anger felt is left unspoken

One of these days the strings will just snap

And off I'll be, to hell with this crap


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