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I'm looking at life in a negative night
When I should be glancing it over with a positive light
Beats me that I've not made it to the finish line
Competitive compromise (working together as a team) could connect well with the concept of appreciating components and loving your enemies - 'working together' would've been a relevant, concise description 

Malevolent malice enters in the room of doom
Mischievous, misjudged criminals enter into jail of success failed...

Lucky you - you're living life without a care...I observe her or his accomplishments with a vacant stare - need I share my thoughts on this matter? I think not...I just sit back and stare 
While I'm frantically combing my messy hair
I mean, I should have made more progress than this lame success - I'm a freedom-seeking failure in less-nice terms 
I wish I was like Timothy - a smart and clever character I made when I was in elementary school...he was my imaginary friend who was always intrigued with astronomy and the likes - life is like a game of truth and dare while I stargaze stare (stare into the telescope in a daydream, hoping to find a star)...much like Tim - a truth I cannot bear to conceal, but I don't think anyone would care

I was in a state of laziness -
A despair that sleeps inside me 
I'm deepening in my ruins of a mighty, misery mess I call my own I must confess  -
Where will I flee? Will I ever be free? I wonder willingly and wander hopelessly, but casually 

Miseryless madness seeps through the atmosphere, 
streaming through the music media of celebration and cheer...
envying the celebrities' successes, riches and fame...
fortune doesn't come in a flick of a dime - 
it's mostly a hardship to get praise, recognition and high financial progress 

The bouts of leisure time 
Has been yet another Poe Seuss rhyme (poetic time)
Suddenly, I get drawn in to the constant want of acceptance in school cliques 
A wave of be-brave crashes into me - I, the sand of the sea, see the gloomy tides of spookiness and all - which is a spiraling, splendid thrill-of-a-mix (venturing into darkness is exciting when you are brave, not timid)

Don't lose your grip of faith please...
The rope of hope is to the rescue for sure!
Peace of mind, put all of me at ease xOxO (more hugs than kisses as a result of having a peaceful setting internally) 
God's Wisdom can lead us astray in reverse - He can make our nature pure!
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