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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required GROWING PAINS It’s all about pain, frustration, tears. Fears, it’s all about fighting temptation Watch the sun rise and set to the darkest thoughts of contemplation My heart smiles not, my lungs laugh not to restoration My light shines not it dims even the most vital motivation From the day I was born to the day I shall die with lamentation The question to my satisfaction still stands without fortification The course of my education, my certificates sleep in nullification The restoration of my sanity, my greatness, my dream is in a state of decomposition As I watch it decay to a fossil plant without inspiration I`m the brown leaf without respiration or perspiration I am the unlubricated machine imprisoned in storage without life or action The anger trapped in me bleeds my heart to death It hurts my soul to a coma, to a collapse, to a faint The pain and rage within me sends my brain to a trauma To a clot of dangerous damaged stage of acts and drama The finger pointing at me with pity soils my confidence The mouth laughing at me spoils my happiness to a gloom. That blossom to an irrational and uncontrollable doom. The tongue that betrays me kills my authenticity Usurp my serenity; launch a highly tactical robbery of my ecstasy My peers are at the lecture room behind desks reading and writing I am standing behind the lifeless tiles cleaning Standing behind the stove cooking. That was not the vision that was not the mission. That was not my dream, it was not the operation
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