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Ladder of Jacob

7/11/23 As a new day comes Had to find out what I'm truly made of In a world full of fake love That's the I hate cuz One of the reasons I'd take drugs And always stay drunk Getting closer to climbing the ladder of Jacob Already been up eight rungs All of it paid none Unsure of what I'm destined All that's left is butterflies inside intestines And a pool of water with my reflection An endless struggle to find connections Ironic, since there's endless people, it should only take nine seconds All of it re-evaluted and I question Just like my life's direction It often backfired on me, even when having the right intentions Now I'm learning all kinds of lessons Dealing with different types of lemons While the moon dives around seven Or when the sun starts to rise toward heaven It all started over a year ago Here we go With this again They say it'll work itself out in the end I understand the differences It's a curse, yet a gift to live Life's not fair just the way it is Deep down inside I kept hurting Thought I was a clever earthling For it all I remember searching Found what I didn't want, it's been hectic and disturbing In the grass snakes forever lurking None of my methods were ever working Many lessons I was never learning Until I got all these embers burning Now the engines purring And propellers turning Although I lost sight of the goal No longer feeling whole There's a piece missing from my soul I'm usually a nice guy, but I'm not in full control I lose it at times because they often pull The wool over our eyes after putting us through bull It all has taken its toll Time I take a stroll To the North Pole I no longer deserve coal Since I'm not doing the same ole'

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