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I Can Take So Much 'Til I Had Enough

I was weeping while you were in sweet slumber…
Our past and future is but a blur, it’s not my cure
To this aching, breaking and shaking heart of mine
I can take so much till I had enough, my sugar wine

Once, I was a slave to shame…
But now, I’m regretless as ever like whatever
Since when did you take the blame?
I change my crazed mind much like the weather

I blame no one for the negative thoughts in the dead of night
I became someone else and I already have fought the good fight
I still feel this same feelings of wanting more than this life can offer
If you don’t care and refuse to bear these scars, might as well be a scoffer
I can take so much till I had enough
I don’t feel enough, but my skin is tough
It’s a rather bumpy road I’ve driven
It’s a rather hard life, taken advantaged of and a life hardly worth livin’

It’s as if I’m a lonely bard,
Afraid to be given nothing financially
Life is a loser lottery card,
But I have been given joy emotionally

Once, I was a slave to shame…
But now, I’m regretless as ever like whatever
Since when did you take the blame?
I change my crazed mind much like the weather

I blame no one for the negative thoughts in the dead of night
I became someone else and I already have fought the good fight
I still feel this same feelings of wanting more than this life can offer
If you don’t care and refuse to bear these scars, might as well be a scoffer
I can take so much till I had enough
I don’t feel enough, but my skin is tough
It’s a rather bumpy road I’ve driven
It’s a rather hard life, taken advantaged of and a life hardly worth livin’

I’d rather trade my useless ego and lack of fame
For a little more money and friends till the end…till the end of time, I’m going down to the bottomless pit
I’d rather trade my sadness with happiness without shame
For, this hard of mine is shattering from the start and nobody knows how to mend it or comprehend it

I can take so much
Until I had enough…
I long for your touch,
For this life is rough…
I can take so much
Until I had enough of this nonsense and life is a challenging chore of change and I’m free
I belong with you and such,
But you can’t see it…yet, my hopeless fears are fought away by HIS awesome liberty

Copyright © J.W. Earnings

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