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11/24/2017 2:54:19 PM
The Road	I chose to follow the road Even though i know not where it goes My thoughts alone the only hope To help my through this life alone I guess i could just let it go But then the end i'll never know. I wonder if you know Why the world around the road Has changed its tune as i go Maybe that's just how it goes When you think you are alone But the truth is what you hope. A silhouette becomes a hope And you know i already know That i never really was alone Because you were walking down the road Never knowing where it goes But like me you chose to go So together here we go Bound together filled with hope Still not knowing where it goes Truthfully i don't care to know We don't even need the road Its enough to not be alone Now i ask are we alone? Off the beaten path we go Off behind us, gone is the road A life alive that is the hope We cannot be the first to know That the road forever goes Now we know just how it goes Everyone feels all alone But we’ll tell you what we know Come and rest before you go Eat and let me give you hope You are not alone, just the road.
11/25/2017 12:35:13 PM
Change	Everyday i feel so strange Every moment always feels the same Is it fate? Or can i chose to make a change Every night, the same exchange Every time i chose to take the blame It’s all too late. I can never make a change. Am I really so deranged? What if life is really just a game? Is it fate? Or can i chose to make a change? My thoughts never get arranged Bigger pictures never into frame But if i wait I can never make a change. But what if hope is in range? If i tried could peace be mine to claim? Is it fate? Or can i chose to make a change? I cannot remain unchanged I will not stay hidden in my shame I can’t hesitate. I must fight to make the change. But Is it fate? Or can i chose to make a change.
11/25/2017 1:53:41 PM
The Road	Thanks for the input, I'm pretty new to this and that advice makes a lot of sense, and I definitely use it moving forward. Thanks again!
11/27/2017 11:01:35 AM
A poem where nothing matters	How do you write a poem When nothing really matters Should i take this one too seriously Or fill my words with laughter Just based on how i'm feeling I suppose i'll take the later And now i’ll use a metaphor To give context to this disaster I’ll compare this to a red balloon So bright and big and growing fatter But truth be told it’s only air it’s barely even there. And everyone thinks its great And i'm not sure that why they care But i guess the balloon is still better Then never being there. I messed up the pattern i was after. But i guess it doesn’t matter This is, after all A poem where nothing matter.
11/27/2017 11:02:18 AM
A poem where nothing matters	How do you write a poem When nothing really matters Should i take this one too seriously Or fill my words with laughter Just based on how i'm feeling I suppose i'll take the later And now i’ll use a metaphor To give context to this disaster I’ll compare this to a red balloon So bright and big and growing fatter But truth be told it’s only air it’s barely even there. And everyone thinks its great And i'm not sure that why they care But i guess the balloon is still better Then never being there. I messed up the pattern i was after. But i guess it doesn’t matter This is, after all A poem where nothing matter.
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