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Between Happiness and Lost
For the moment, only this moment, my life is a song a happy ever after ballad, a movie like beginning I've actually written my own piece of music gaining ground in this poetic foot race I call my career I started young someone I once called brother resurrected from the ashes of my past and is back in my life once again My love life is a sunset hanging over the ocean beautiful, calm, serene; a sight that maybe only I can adore I should be happy, I should be jumping for joy and on the surface, maybe I am Did I forget...that I don't know what those emotions are... Anymore... It's no surprise I feel something's missing I've been lost in a waterfall for so long like dominoes falls the stack of my problems, yet I'm without any so why do I feel like in the midst of all my success I'm still this lonely loser somehow I guess the more I pursue the right things I realize it's not for my sake, it's the sake of others to not worry about me, to say I'm doing just fine when in the end it's me being let down and pushed around without even bullies doing the pushing My tear ducts are the Sahara, dry and lion populated or would you prefer tigers? I'm unable to find a quiet place to run and be alone there's always someone around to break my silence with a word Where did this gap appear first this crevice between happiness and lost floating in the open ocean of my own sadness What on earth do I miss who on earth am I missing like I need an elaborate rouse, charade to fooling myself when I know all too well the lies I portray a mime with real words
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