Array ( [sid] => 181733 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Having a bad day. [time] => 2015-09-06 04:06:32 [hometext] => Having a tough time making friends, Wondering if its worth it. [bodytext] => One hundred percent, does not equal 100%
When it comes to love and righteousness
Oh how I wish it did, that would make sense
But giving is killed by selfishness

And I wonder how long I will last
Before I too will give in
Taken by excuses and apologies
Held up by a remnant

I wonder how long before fists pound in
And tears line walls when love is beset
How long before liars with consciences rent
Visit me as I have done to them

But alas I see what is happening
They'll say I'm wrong for writing this
And call me to some higher goal
That they themselves would never tread

Everyone says I'm doing well
Though my words to them are otherwise
Maybe what they say is true
but true friends are hard to come by



What I feel is a combination of what happens to me in life and the goals I am called to
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Having a bad day.
Date: Sunday, 6th September 2015 @ 04:06:32 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Archie
One hundred percent, does not equal 100%
When it comes to love and righteousness
Oh how I wish it did, that would make sense
But giving is killed by selfishness

And I wonder how long I will last
Before I too will give in
Taken by excuses and apologies
Held up by a remnant

I wonder how long before fists pound in
And tears line walls when love is beset
How long before liars with consciences rent
Visit me as I have done to them

But alas I see what is happening
They'll say I'm wrong for writing this
And call me to some higher goal
That they themselves would never tread

Everyone says I'm doing well
Though my words to them are otherwise
Maybe what they say is true
but true friends are hard to come by



What I feel is a combination of what happens to me in life and the goals I am called to
Take this poem as you will

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